Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 90

AUTHOR’S POV

“Don’t tell me you’re thinking about him. Don’t tell me you want him!” A thick, ungodly voice yelled into the air, cutting through space.

“Definitely not, Varef.” A feminine voice replied.

In the far reaches of Moon Shadow, where the land stretched into the horizon like an endless sea of shadows, a group of Canthrastras gathered. Their presence was unmistakable as their aura shrouded in mystery and intrigue.

Among them stood a woman, fierce and imposing, her deeply black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall of flames. Clad in a cloak of darkened leather and adorned with intricate runes, she exuded an air of authority and power that demanded respect.

Beside her stood three or four men, their features twisted and contorted in strange and unsettling ways. Their skin bore the markings of ancient rituals, symbols etched into their flesh with the precision of a master craftsman. Their eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, casting eerie shadows upon their faces.

But it was not just their appearance that set them apart; their attire spoke of a bygone era, a time long forgotten by the rest of the world. They wore garments of silk and satin, embroidered with symbols and sigils that spoke of arcane knowledge and forbidden

secrets.

Their clothing seemed to defy logic and reason, draped in layers of fabric and adorned with jewels and trinkets that glinted in the pale light of the moon. It was as if they had stepped out of a history book, their attire a relic of a time when magic and mystery ruled the land.

After all, it wasn’t their fault.

There was so much tension in the air as Varef’s thunderous voice cut through the silence like a knife, his anger reverberating off the walls of the chamber. His eyes bore into Amelia with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine, his words laden with accusation and suspicion.

“Don’t tell me you’re thinking about him. Don’t tell me you want him!” Varef’s voice boomed, echoing through the space with an ungodly force.

her chest at the accusation, her own anger simmering beneath the surface

her voice firm despite the tremor of fear that threatened to overtake

not convinced, his expression twisted with rage as he glared down at her. “You’re lying, Amelia. I can see it

she knelt on one knee before him, refusing to back down in the face of his anger. Her gaze remained

ago since they were still in the seal,

found out that she has seen her mate on one of her adventures, he had schemed against her, using her mate who was from another pack as a leverage to achieve the aims of the Canthrastras

that she would not be swayed by his manipulations or his power? She had seen her mate, yes, but that did not mean she desired him or wished to be with him. Her loyalty lay with her pack and her duty as a Canthrastra, and nothing would

in the air. Amelia could feel Varef’s gaze boring into her, his anger simmering beneath the surface like a volcano on the verge of eruption. But she refused

need to focus on the task at hand, Varef,” she said finally, her voice steady

lies with the Canthrastras, and we must do whatever

convince him at least.” She thought.

softened slightly at her words, his anger giving way to a sense of begrudging respect. “You’re right, Amelia,” he conceded, his voice still tinged with “But remember, I’m watching you. One

anger.

discussion came to an end, leaving Amelia feeling more alone and

at all. No, they couldn’t. Who were they to

all stood upright, as the queen mother entered,

Minerva!” They said in unison.

said, studying their faces while she stood in

done what I sent you?” She asked.

wanted to answer for Amelia but Minerva shut him off with a wave

her hand.