Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 32

CARLYLE’S POV

“Do you have the right to treat every girl you sleep with anyhow just because you’re an Alpha?” The question rang in my cars consistently as I thought of what my reply would be. Having thought about how we came to be far apart over the years, I realized so many things of which wronging Donnie in the first place was one.

“I’m indeed wrong, Donnie. I was at a loss on what to do back then. The feelings and worries were so overwhelming for me and I ended up thinking that was the best thing for me to do.”

“Since that’s your choice, everyone should suffer the consequences of their choices.” She heaved a sigh with a tone of finality but I wasn’t ready to let go that way until we finally resolved whatever misunderstanding was between us.

“Sidonnie, I really need you as my Luna. I want us to get mated. I want you as mine.” I earnestly expressed my feelings, hoping to convey the sincerity of my feelings.

“On what basis, Alpha Carlyle? If I hadn’t turned out to be your mate or if you didn’t have issues with your so–called love, would you search for me?” Her question struck at the heart of my intentions, exposing the underlying complexities of our connection.

“That’s a question I can’t deny, and I’m sorry for not seeking you out sooner. The circumstances were not ideal, but that doesn’t change the fact that we are mates. Fate has intertwined our lives, and I want to make things right between us,” I confessed, acknowledging my mistakes, which was no doubt one thing that led us there. I should. have known better than to treat a fragile girl who lost her virginity to me the way I did.

Her expression remained guarded, and it was evident that trust needed to be rebuilt. Not the trust as an Alpha, but as someone she could reply on, her the things she wants and needs in every way.

Someone who can grant

“I know I messed up, Sidonnie. But we can’t change the past. We can, however, shape our future. Please, let’s find a way to move forward together,” I implored, hoping to bridge the gap that had widened over the years.

Sidonnie’s eyes bore into mine, assessing the sincerity of my words.

“Please, I need my Luna right now with the current situation of the pack. I want you to be one. There could be other reasons I want you too, but I want you to know that I sincerely want this bond between us to bloom into something beautiful, something beneficial for the pack.”

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silence which I didn’t bother to interrupt, she heaved a sigh. I knew she was thinking it through before she gave me her response and I

her gaze at me, without saying anything and just stared at

that has happened, time to gauge your sincerity, and time to decide whether I

understand, Sidonnie. Take the time you need,” I replied, appreciating her honesty. This wasn’t just about the pack; it was

let you know once I’ve reached a decision. But remember, this doesn’t

stance and

ready, we can talk openly about

we are.” She flashed me a smile which I reciprocated. At least, I now have hope that things would turn out well for us both if we played our roles

up her basket of flowers, backing it while covering her nose with her handkerchief

of that flower, Sidonnie? It has a lovely fragrance,” I remarked. Without hesitation, she hurried to my side, taking the bloodstained handkerchief from me and skillfully wrapping it around my nose. Though I had the impulse to remove it, she pressed her hand on my nose, signaling

her head, and I

is that?” I queried, getting irritated by

Dasier!” She

white Dasier?” I asked with my eyes

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flowers. The delicate petals seemed to captivate my attention,

the Canthrastras which is said to increase their powers upon inhaling its fragrance but locks other supernatural beings into their greed

took a brief look at Sidonnie upon realization. How did she get to know about this flower? Why did she come to pick it? Though the White Dasier has such magical effects, it could be

lingered between us, Sidonnie broke it with a concerned tone. “Is something wrong?” Her eyes held nothing but curiosity

reassuring smile. I chose to downplay the matter, not wanting to burden her with the intricacies of the flower. The smile, however, hid a hint of hesitation, as if

delicate gesture, she covered her nose, a subtle indication that she was

But it’s very dangerous too,” she

a genuine curiosity in my voice, seeking to unravel the mystery behind her caution. I wanted

unveil the