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Chapter 25
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?”
“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 the complex entanglement involving Sidonnie. Finally, I made a calculated 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 would come. 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 a lady? 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 into laughter. “When did you become so soft to the extent of being a gentleman for a lady? The last 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 it comes 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 revelation.
Your highness, the west subgate has been taken down!”
The guard’s words hit me like a sudden jolt, a metaphorical dagger piercing through my composure. 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? Explain!” 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 syllable 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, replaced 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 clatter of plates 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 account 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 the lavish 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?” NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
A hushed exchange followed as Sarah and Emma shared glances, 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.”