Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

CARLYLE’S POV

Returning home back to Sidonnie and Mason came with a lot of feeling of which relief was the most noticeable of all.

Standing silently with Donnie and Mason who after my return, the atmosphere carried a mix of warmth and anticipation. Mason, with his innocent curiosity, began to share his excitement about his upcoming political class.

“Mama, what’s a political class?” he asked with wide–eyed wonder, his small hand gesturing animatedly.

Donnie, ever patient and attentive, explained, “It’s a class where you learn about how leaders make decisions, run a pack, and handle important matters that affect everyone.”

Mason’s eyes lit up with interest. “So, like being a king or queen?”

I couldn’t help but smile at his simple yet profound interpretation. Donnie chuckled, “Yes, something like that. Leaders, like Alphas, have responsibilities to make sure everyone is safe and happy.”

As the conversation continued, I marveled at the innocence and curiosity of our son. It was a reminder that amidst the complexities of our world, there was a genuine and untainted curiosity in Mason’s heart. It sparked a sense of hope for the future, a future where Mason might be the one to take over the pack’s affairs.

Despite my attempts to engage in conversation, Donnie remained distant, her responses guarded. 1 could sense something amiss, a subtle shift in the air that left questions lingering.

“Donnie, is everything okay?” I finally asked, concern etching my voice. Her responses were brushing off my inquiries with a repeated assurance that nothing was wrong.

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The cold shoulders persisted, leaving a palpable tension in the air. I respected her space but couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was an unspoken weight hanging between us. The mystery. of her silence left me grappling with the unknown, yearning for the openness that usually defined

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Her eyes held a mixture of frustration and concern as she finally broke the silence, questioning why Raina had suddenly appeared in the pack. Donnie needed answers, and I could feel the weight of her curiosity.

“Carlyle, is everything alright? Why is Raina here in the pack?” Her words hung in the air, demanding an explanation.

“Oh my, I forgot to tell you because I’ve been so busy lately, and I haven’t had the time to inform you about it for the past two weeks.”

I took a deep breath, recognizing that the lack of communication had caused distress. Apologizing, I began to share the details of Raina’s presence and the reasons behind it, hoping to alleviate

Donnie’s concerns.

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I started to explain, recounting the events that led to Raina’s presence in the pack. I shared the information about her ban being lifted by her brother, the Alpha, and how she was now here for inspection and supervision of the training, which included her pack members.

“As much as I tried to keep you updated, Donnie, the suddenness of it all caught me off guard too,” I admitted, hoping to convey my sincerity. “Raina’s intentions seem to be focused on the pack’s well- being, but I’ll keep a close eye on the situation.”

Donnie listened attentively, her concern gradually easing as she absorbed the information. It was a relief to see understanding dawning in her eyes, even though the unexpected nature of Raina’s appearance still lingered between us.

However, her expression suddenly changed and it had me totally surprised.

“Why would you be the one to bind get wound today? Aren’t there maids and messengers who could have done that?” Donnie’s question lingered in the air, and I took a moment to gather my thoughts before responding while thinking about how she knew about it too. Who told her all about it? Does sge gave someone monitoring my movement?

No! She shouldn’t. I didn’t give her a reason to. Moreover, she’s very busy to have time for such.

“Donnie, it was a matter of urgency. Raina sustained an injury during training, and I needed to ensure the safety and well–being of everyone in the pack. I understand it might be uncomfortable, but my priority was addressing the immediate situation.”

I looked into Donnie’s eyes, hoping she could see the sincerity in my explanation.

“If you had ordered someone else to do it, it would have sufficed in both ways. No harm!” She rolled her eyes, avoiding my gaze.

“I understand your perspective, Donnie. It’s just that, in that moment, every second counted. I’ll make sure to communicate better in the future and involve you in such decisions. Your comfort and trust are important to me,” I assured her, hoping to bridge the gap between us.

“But you still can’t trust her, Carlyle. You can’t trust her. This is someone that had you gravely injured. What if she had other plans for you? What would you have done?”

“I get your concern, Donnie. Trust is something that takes time to rebuild, and I won’t make any decisions that jeopardize our pack or our safety. Raina is under close watch, and I’ll prioritize our well– being over anything else,” I explained, acknowledging her worries while reassuring her of my commitment to our pack’s safety.

“I just want you to be careful. She said, patting Mason’s hair as he was about to sleep on her laps.

Then, I decided to tease her a bit.

“The last time I checked, you didn’t care about me in anyway. Or should I say you acted like you don’t care. What made you act up

way, today?”

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Donnie sighed, looking away for a moment before meeting my gaze.

“Carlyle, you know better than anyone that I always care. I might not show it the way others do, but

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deep down, I’ve always cared about you and our pack’s well–being. It’s just the way I express it that might be a bit unconventional.”

*Since you care, why don’t you want to be mine? I’ve been asking you consecutively for days. Yet, you don’t give me an answer. What’s wrong?”

I gazed at Donnie, seeking an answer to my persistent question. She sighed softly and finally spoke, “Mason is asleep, I’ll go lay him now.” She said while blushing,

I allowed her go lay Mason down like she wanted but immediately she turned around, I cornered her, pressing her back flat on the wall while pinning her with my masculine figure.

*Sidonnie, I’ve been saying this for a while now but I would repeat it. I want you to be mine, Donnie. I want to imprint my mark on you. I want to mark you as mine, as my woman. Would you grant me the honour?” I asked in whispers.

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