Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 64

Three days after pleading with Donald severally, he later allowed me to see
Carlyle.
As I entered Carlyle’s inner chambers, the dim light revealed the toll the poison
had taken on him.. His strong, dominant and commanding presence was
overshadowed by the frailty that now clung to him.
The lines on his face told a story of pain and exhaustion which was a stark
contrast to the vibrant. Alpha I knew so well. His gaze met mine as his eyes held
a mixture of gratitude and vulnerability. unveiling the depth of his struggle against
the poison’s grasp. It was a poignant moment, one that made me realize the
depth of the situation.
“Sidonnie,” he muttered lowly as Donald assisted him to sit.
The inner chambers was concentrated with the scent of medical herbs. Carlyle’s
eyes, normally sharp and focused, softened with a warmth that transcended the
Alpha facade.
“Donnie,” he greeted, his voice carrying both gratitude and fatigue.
“How are you feeling, Carlyle?” I asked, genuine concern etched in my voice and
expression.
He sighed, his shoulders bearing the weight of recent events. “I'm better now,
thanks to the healers. But there's much to be done, and my absence has been
felt.”
“How did you become like this?"
“I got infected with the poison the Sertid Fur Alpha was killed with.”
Our conversation navigated through the intricacies of pack matters, touching
upon the concerns of the elders who questioned his leadership in his weakened
state. Carlyle’s frustration was palpable, and I offered reassurance that I would
address the pack on his behalf, assuring them that he hadn't abandoned his
responsibilities.
“It's been a challenge, Donnie,” he admitted, his eyes meeting mine with a
vulnerability that felt unfamiliar. “Handling pack affairs while battling this poison
has been more taxing than I anticipated.”
I nodded understandingly, feeling a shift in the dynamics of our interaction. The
boundaries softened, and for a moment, we weren't Alpha and Sidonnie but two
individuals sharing a heart felt moment together.
“Thank you for being here,” Carlyle expressed sincerely. “I've missed you,
especially in times like. these.”
Our dialogue flowed seamlessly, each word fostering a connection that
transcended the roles we played. We touched upon shared memories, laughed
at old anecdotes, and discussed plans for the future of Moon Shade Pack.
In those moments, the room became a sanctuary where genuine camaraderie
flourished. As Carlyle

spoke, I sensed the depth of his appreciation for my presence..
“Mason always wanted to see you but we weren't allowed in I informed Carlyle
and he manage to
smile.
“I bet he must have missed my presence.”
“Sure, he did. But I couldn't bring him along because I didn’t want him to see you
this way. It veeah my heart enough that you're ill, I can’t afford to manage
Mason's questions when he comes here at this time.” I explained and he smiled
at me, holding my palm in his while he was still on the bed.
“You need to see Donnie’s performance when you were down.” Donald, who has
been listening all along interrupted in my praise.
“Really?” Carlyle flashed a questioning, yet appreciative look at me.

“Of course, Carl. I wouldn't lie to you. You should possibly have been hearing
about it from the guards by now.
“I did, but I didn’t pay much attention into it. Carlyle responded.
In a heartfelt exchange, Donald conveyed his admiration for my unwavering
dedication and leadership during Carlyle’s absence. He began narrating
everything that happened, down to how I told the elders to stop acting antsy or
destructive to prevent deadly situations.
“If you all think Alpha Carlyle isntworthy to be the Alpha, one of you should
volunteer to take over and witness how it feels to shoulder such a huge
responsibility on your shoulders!
Those were her last words to the elders.” Donald recounted the event to Carlyle.
“Wow! I can't believe I missed such a moment.” Carlyle teased while my face
turned a deep blush of
red.
“Indeed, you missed a lot. You need to see how the elders were short of words.
Neither of them could utter a single thing to her as she warned them to stop
causing chaos within the pack.” Donald added quickly.
“It's nothing, Donald. I was only carrying out my duty.” I said with the aim of
putting g a stop to the praises as I was beginning to feel weird and awkward.
“Donnie, you held the fort with remarkable strength. Moon Shade is fortunate to
have you by Carlyle’s side.*
Carlyle, still recovering but attentive, added his words of appreciation.
“Donald is right. Your resilience and dedication haven't gone unnoticed. I'm
grateful for the support you've provided, especially in managing the concerns of
the pack.”
“It's nothing. I would do anything to make sure the pack is safe and stable, even
in your absence.” I uttered and Donald giggled, winking at Carlyle.
“So, how are you feeling now?” I asked again, checking his face for any sign of
discomfort.

“I'm all good as you can see. I only need to recuperate for a few more days, then
I'm back on track he answered and I nodded.
“That's good. You don’t know how scared and worried I was during the past days
since I learnt about your ailment I confessed without restraint.
“I almost wish I'd been sick all this while if it meant having you care for me like
this, sincerely.” Carlyle confessed in whispers, a rare vulnerability in his usually
composed demeanor.
“Don't say that, Carlyle. You need to be hake and hearty at all times. If not for
anything, fur Mason's sake.” I slapped the dorsum of his hand playfully.
“I'll leave you two alone. Seems like you need some privacy.” Donald said, about
to leave but Thad to pause in his steps due to the sudden noise emanating from
outside.
“Ma'am, you can't go in.” I heard the guards outside say to someone whom I
couldn't tell who it was.
“Let me in. What right do you have to stop me?” That voice sounded so familiar
but the clatters of the guards weapons which were to prevent intruders from
coming in covered up the pitch of the voice and I failed to recognize whose it
was.
“You really can’t go in, miss. The Alpha would be so crossed.”
“Make way! That should be none of your business.”
“What's that noise?” Carlyle directed the question to Donald who raised an
eyebrow in response. that he didn’t know and couldn't tell.

Go check it out.” Carlyle ordered, our
attentiom fully focused at the
entrance. Before Donald would get to
the scene of commotion, the door
flung open, showing the last person I
wanted to see at the moment. 

Raina entered the room with an air of
arrogance, her eyes scanning the
space before fixing on Carlyle. My
heart raced as I watched Raina’s
confident entrance as my eyes
widening with a mix of surprise and
dread, not excluding my furrowed
brows. Carlyle’s face tensed, a storm
brewing in hist eyes, while Donald's
expression mirrored the uneasy
anticipation in the room. 

Raina, what are you doing here?
How dare you come in here without
prior notice?” Carlyle queried her
angrily but I held his hand tightly as a
signal for him to take it easy and not
get agitated because of his health.
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“Oh! no, that's not the way to speak to your life saviour who accompanied you for
days during the critical times.” Raina retorted, sitting on the bed beside Carlyle,
just in front of me.
My jaw tightened with my gaze sharpening. “What are you talking about?”
Raina smirked, reveling in the tension she was creating. “It seems someone is in
the dark here. I'll..."
“Raina!” Donald warned amidst gritted teeth and I knew something was wrong.
There was nothing anyone could tell me for me to believe they weren't hiding g
something from me,
“Don't stop me, Donald. You didn’t shut me up when you came to me for help. It's
only right that she knows that I had been with the Alpha for days and night,
watching after him.”

An unsettling silence fell, the weight of Raina’s words hanging heavily in the air,
casting shadows
over the room.
“What is she talking about Carlyle?” My gaze shifted from Raina to Carlyle and
then to Donald with a mix of confusion and concern etched on my face.
“Donald, is this true?” I questioned with my voice laced with a hint of disbelief.
Donald, caught between the tension of the revelation, hesitated before
answering. “It's true, Donnie. While Carlyle was recovering. Donnie was by his
side, looking after him.”
Raina’s smirk deepened, relishing in the chaos she had unleashed. “Not just
looking after him, Beta. Remember?”
The room seemed to tighten with each passing second, emotions swirling as my
eyes sought confirmation from Carlyle.