CARLYLE’S POV.
In the dimness of m inner chambers, I sat there pondering over the incidents of the past hours. They
were indeed far from my expectations. Never did I ever expect that I would be in this situation
someday. I’ve always thought about what our meeting is going to be like but I never envisioned it this
way.
“Hey. Carl.” Donald entered, sitting in front of me immediately, with an expectant look.
on his face.
“How did it go?”
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“Not good. They turned out to be silly than I initially thought.”
“What really happened? Fill me in, I’m all ears.”
I narrated everything about Raina, telling him why I wouldn’t like to be with her and he agreed with my
opinions. As Donald settled in front of me, his expectant look mirrored. my own anticipation. The weight
of disappointment hung in the air as I began recounting the encounter with Raina. Frustration lined my
words, detailing how her actions surpassed my initial impressions.
“Wait, Carl. You said Raina acted up suddenly for some reasons. I guess you skipped that part, what
reasons?” Donald, asked. With a sigh, I could feel Donald’s empathy radiating as he urged me to spill
the details. His attentive nature, a trait I always valued, encouraged me to share the intricacies of
Raina’s behavior. The narrative unfolded, each word carrying the weight of my disillusionment.
I took a moment to ponder on if I should let him know about Sidonnie just yet and after a deep thought,
I came to a conclusion that he would be the best for my future errands pertaining to her. I pondered
whether to divulge theplex entanglement involving Sidonnie. Finally, I made a calcted decision,
recognizing Donald’s unwavering support and understanding. I revealed the details about Sidonnie,
trusting that Donald’s listening skills and friendship would guide me through the future challenges tied
to her
“I met her.” I announced in parables.
“Her? Who do you mean her? Can’t you just talk out straight?” He was so eager to hear what it was I
had to say.
“Sidonnie!” I dropped the bombshell on him. Just as expected, it had the shocking
effect it should, just like I felt too when I saw her first.
“Woah, that’s huge ness. You don’t mean it.” He took a pause to look at me for a while. “I always knew
a day like this woulde. What did she say? Did you ask her why she left? Did you confess your
feelings for her? Did you reconcile?” He went on and on with his barrage of questions.
“Donald! Can you lend me a listening ear and stop with the questions? How many of your questions am
I answering at a time?”
“Ok, fine. I’ll keep it low. So, what happened?”
“Nothing much, we didn’t talk.”
“What? Why? A whole Alpha like you can’t talk to ady? Oh, no! I can’t believe this.”
“We didn’t have the chance, and she wasn’t willing to meet me no matter how much I tried.”
“Really?” Donald burst intoughter. “When did you be so soft to the extent of being a gentleman
for ady? Thest time I checked, you do things the way you want them to be. Once you want
something, you get it no matter what.”
“That’s enough, Donald, you don’t need to remind me. I don’t know how or why things is that way when
ites to her, but I know that I have a soft spot for her, nothing
more.”
Mid–conversation with Donald, an unexpected interruption broke the room’s peace as a panicked
guard burst in. His urgent tone carried the weight of dire news, and my pulse quickened at the
impending revtion.
Your highness, the west subgate has been taken down!”
The guard’s words hit me like a sudden jolt, a metaphorical dagger piercing through myposure.
The room seemed to constrict around me as questions flooded my mind- how could this have
happened, and when?
The shock mirrored on Donald’s face mirrored my own disbelief. His voice faltered as he sought to
comprehend the gravity of the situation.
“What? Exin!” He demanded, echoing the bewilderment etched across my expression.
The guard, visibly distressed, began to recount the chaotic scene that unfolded.
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“We suddenly saw a group of dark–clothed men throw things in the air, and before we knew it,
everywhere was burning!” His words painted a vivid picture of the unexpected assault, each syble
intensifying the sense of urgency and impending threat.
As the guard detailed the chaotic events, the room became a backdrop to our shared concern.
Conversations halted, reced by the urgency of the unfolding crisis. The atmosphere shifted from
casual dialogue to a tense exchange of information, as Donald and I grappled with the sudden
realization that our realm faced an imminent danger.
SIDONNIE’S POV
Amid the tter of tes and the steady hum of restaurant, my colleagues eagerly delved into the
previous day’s spectacle. Sarah, perched on the edge of a table, animatedly shared her ount of a
situation going on in the pack.
“Can you believe the elegance, Emma? The entire venue was dripping in opulence. And Alpha Carlyle–
oh, he looked like a dream!” Sarah’s eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, her words painting a vivid picture
of thevish affair.
Emma, who usually remained aloof from office gossip, chimed in with a smirk. “Well, well, aren’t we all
caught up in the romantic fervor? I still don’t get why we should care about the Alpha Raina’s love life.
It’s not like it affects our work.”
But beneath Emma’s dismissive tone, I sensed a subtle curiosity that mirrored my own. I decided to
probe a bit, casually joining the conversation.
“True, Emma, but you know how these things go. There’s always more than meets the eye. Did you
notice anything unusual?”
A hushed exchange followed as Sarah and Emma shared nces, a silent
acknowledgment of the unspoken mysteries surrounding the union. Sarah leaned in, lowering her
voice. “Rumors say she wants to have the Alpha’s rival as her betrothed.”
Emma raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite herself. “Isn’t that Alpha Carlyle, Alpha of Moon Shade that
you’re talking about?”
“Of course, he is. I heard he really embarrassed her too.”