My Best Friend Dad Is My Second Chance Mate
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sper to myself as the door clicks sh
thoughts a whirlwind too rapid to grasp. It's all becoming too much for
, only to return and find myself ensnared in a bizarre twist of fate I never anticipat
much waiting for me at home. And I haven't fed my dog, though I left him with my neig
erless, I realize there's little I can do now with Alpha Alexander so furious. I've never seen him like this before. Sure, he was angry that time Alfie made m
inted directly at me. I've always known he has them throughout the house, and they never used to b
ulnerable, compels me to move. Shaking, I attempt to stand, but my legs, weak and unsteady, fail me, and I fall, my kne
times. Each breath is a struggle, and the burning at the back of my throat intensifies the feeling of vulner
r my skin, tightening it uncomfortably and making it difficult to even breathe. I didn't try to stand again. I
ce me simultaneously, and I surrendered to the consolation. Evie had been my solitary companion since I was eighteen, the one being I could turn to without judgment, long af
no place for me in the pack after Alfie's rejection. The pack understoo
ie, or perhaps from Emily, the woman he chose over me-his new mate. The idea of him p
espite my best efforts, thoughts of Alfie haunted me more often than I cared to admit, even though he was the last person I wanted on my mind.Alfie had broken eighteen years of friendship
't know what to say. I don't even understand what
oo exhausted to speak aloud. "This wasn't how things were
I never expected this from Alexander of all people. He is the mos
ery of Alexander's uncharacteristic outburst and l
flicked on earlier. I couldn't even recognize the Alpha I g
and the pain is still very much fresh," Evie suggested, trying to fi
influence of alcohol. I couldn't recall anything after I pressed that bottle of whiskey to my lips, the night blurring into a haze of shock and confusion. Discovering Alpha Alexander as supposedly m
blame for what we did, and I was the only option," I seethe, my anger boiling over as I
of forgiveness. But not anymore. I've stopped giving excuses to those who don't deserve it," I declare, my resolve
knew either!" Evie insists, her voice tinged with concern, likely beca
n that level of animosity. Despite his actions, some part of me still clings to the hope that
knowledges softly, her voice
is fucking son who rejected us four years ago. Why?" I question,
ion. But what other choice did I have? I couldn't simply accept her words without proce
ame. Was... was Frida his fated mate?" Evie responds tentatively, her words laden with uncer
ry each other as chosen ones," I confirm, my