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

I checked, your sister wanted to marry me on her own will and not because of the alliance. I heard she was even the one who suggested getting married to me. So why the insistence?” I queried with

one to ask you a question. Why did you suddenly change your mind? I mean,

afford to have

enough, Alpha Carlyle. I won’t have you

Are you sure you really not going to

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

conversation after staying silent for a while got my brows furrowed. W

mean

queried my decision as a sly smile played on her

in my chest as the door swung open, revealing the sight of two imposing figures dragging Donnie into the room. Donnie’s face contorted in a mixture of pain and fear as she was dragged into the room. Her eyes, wide with distress, searched around for explanations of

etched across her features spoke volumes with her body protesting against the rough treatment she was getting. A

being screamed to intervene, to shield her from the rough handling, but I clenched my

mix of anger and helplessness coursed through me. The urge to break free from my composure warred with the need to protect

every harsh movement inflicted upon her with my concern hidden beneath a mask of control. Each yank and jostle she was given felt like a

means risking Donnie’s well–being. Are you

her favor. The glint in her eyes hinted at the belief that she held all the cards,

in your presence?” She knew her words had

for?” Rex questioned, but I didn’t care to