Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 22

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CARLYLE’S POV

My fist balled up as I listened to Raina’s taunts and tactics. Her words rang in my ears as she threatened me with hurting Donnie. She thinks she can hurt my mate and go scot free? Hell no! But at that moment, there was nothing I could do but listen while plotting a countermove I’d unleash soon.

Rex’s eyes suddenly went ablaze with anger as he confronted me at Raina’s revelation.

“You dare reject our agreement and spurn the alliance proposal because of another lady?” He barked, his fists tightening..

For anyone els

“I won’t be forced into a bond I don’t desire. Your dictate my choices, I shot back with resolution.

Meanwhile, Raina stood behind me, smirking at me.

“You may resist, but you’ll be wise to reconsider. Marrying me is the only way to avoid dire consequences.”

“Donnie’s safety hinges on your decision. Choose wisely, Carlyle, or face the wrath,” Rex added, supporting his sister.

“I won’t be blackmailed into a loveless union. Threats won’t change my mind.” I remained undeterred, standing firm on my decision.

of wills intensified, setting the stage for a clash of dominance and desires.

was even the one

be the one to ask you a question. Why did you suddenly change your

on that. I answered your question earlier. The problem lies. with your sister, Rex. I can’t afford to have someone like her as reality. And I

you

not going to

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agreed on? Are you sure can you take what’s coming?”

the conversation after staying silent for a while got

mean

with confidence as she queried my decision as

fear as she was dragged into the room. Her eyes, wide with distress, searched around for explanations of if some sort. Strands of her disheveled hair

etched across her features spoke volumes with her body protesting against the rough treatment she was getting. A wince here, a fleeting grimace

her from the rough handling, but

to reach out to her, but I restrained myself as a mix of anger and helplessness coursed through me. The urge to break free from my

mask of control. Each yank and jostle she was given felt like a punch to my gut. Deep down, I and

wall? Refusing me means risking Donnie’s well–being.

her favor. The glint in her eyes hinted at the belief that she held all the cards, and that my resistance would soon crumble as I

your little baby to get hurt in your presence?” She knew her words had an effect on me, but I didn’t show it. I acted against

but I didn’t care to give an answer. They