Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 84

CARLYLE'S POV

It was weekend and the first weekend in a long tthat he was free. Thinking about something fun to do, he

decided to spend twith his mate and son on an outing out of the pack’s territory.

A glimmer of excitement sparked withinas | contemplated how to make the most of this precious time.

The decision was clear an outing beyond the familiar confines of the pack’s territory. A chance to revel in the

simple joys of togetherness with my mate and our son. The prospect of a day filled with laughter, shared

moments, and the warmth of family brought a genuine smile to my face.

Approaching Donnie, a twinkle sparked in my eye, mirroring the anticipation building within.

“How about we take advantage of this free weekend and go on a little adventure? Just the three of

1. us.

Her eyes lit up with a warmth that mirrored my own, and the excitement reverberated through our shared gaze

but it suddenly turned sour.

“Are you sure about this?” She asked and | could tell right away that she was scared of her safety and

Mason as the times were turbulent.

“Of course, | am. Trust me, I'll keep harm at arms length from you and Mason. Trust me.” | assured her.

“You see, | missed out on these things in the years of being away from me. Now, | want to be of everything in

your lives- yours and Mason's. Thus could be considered a turning point for everyone. No regrets, no anger.” |

added, trying to convince her.

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“Alright then. It’s fine. I'll go get prepared.” She said and | placed a light kiss on her cheeks before she stood up.

Mason looked at us with wide-eyed curiosity and | broke the news to him.

“Little champ, Dad is taking you out on for fun today.”

“Yay! I'll eat icecream again. Mama promisedthe lady twe went.” He jumped around happily, ready for

whatever awaited us beyond the borders of our pack.

The decision was made and we embarked on a journey that unfolded beyond the familiar landscapes. The air

outside the pack’s territory carried a different energy, an unexplored canvas inviting us to create new memories.

Whether it was a tranquil picnic by a sunlit meadow, Mason's laughter echoing through the open spaces, or the

simple joy of strolling hand in hand, the outing beca joyful moment for us all.

Amidst the serene beauty of the meadow, a blanket spread beneath the shade of a sprawling oak tree became

our impromptu haven. The air was infused with the sweet scent of wildflowers, and the distant sounds of nature

provided a harmonious backdrop to our outing.

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Seated in a cozy circle, Donnie, Mason, and | shared a bounty of snacks and laughter. Mason, filled. with youthful

exuberance, regaled us with tales of his latest adventures within the pack. His eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as

he described the mischief he and his friends had gotten into at the pack academy.

Amidst the lighthearted banter, my mate and | exchanged knowing glances, savoring the simple joy of

parenthood. The discussion seamlessly transitioned to more profound topics, the rustling leaves above providing

a natural canopy to our shared revelations.

“So, what do you think about the recent changes in the pack?” | inquired, the openness of the meadow fostering

an environment conducive to meaningful conversation.

“I really don’t know much about what is happening in the pack.”

“Then, it's high tyou began putting your mind to it.”

The sun cast a warm glow across the landscape as our discussion meandered,

Beneath the shade of the oak tree, our familial bond deepened through the exchange of words, fostering a

connection that transcended the transient nature of our outing.

As the day waned, the meadow retained the echoes of our laughter, discussions, and shared moments. Our

outing becnot just a respite from the routine but a canvas upon which the hues of familial connection were

vividly painted. In the gentle embrace of nature, we found a space where words flowed freely, forging a deeper

understanding that would endure beyond the bounds. of that sunlit afternoon.

In a corner of the meadow, a makeshift swing hung from a sturdy branch, its ropes swaying gently in the breeze.

The infectious laughter of our son filled the air as he excitedly ran towards the swing. his eyes gleaming with

anticipation. With an affectionate smile exchanged with my mate, we joined our son in the shared joy of the

swinging adventure.

As we took turns pushing the swing, the simple act beca catalyst for light-hearted banter and playful

communication. Mason, suspended in mid-air with each push, giggled with unrestrained. delight. The rhythm of

the swing set the tone for our own conversation, a dance of words that flowed effortlessly.

“Remember the first t| brought him to this meadow?” my mate reminisced, her eyes reflecting the warmth of

cherished memories.

I nodded, a fond smile playing on my lips. “Tflies, doesn't it? It feels like just yesterday.”

Our son, still enthralled by the motion of the swing, interjected with a gleeful, “Again, again!”

As the swing carried him through the air, our conversation pivoted to more contemplative subjects. We spoke of

dreams and aspirations, the shared visions that bound us as a family.

The gentle swaying of the swing mirrored the ebb and flow of our dialogue, creating a rhythmic cadence to our

communication.

The air buzzed with the vibrancy of our shared connection, and | decided to ask Donnie the most troubling issue

on my mind.

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“Donnie!” | called, and she turned around to face me..

“I love you.” | confessed and she smiled, giggling in between.

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“I love you too, Mason does too. Her response, a radiant smile accompanied by playful giggles, reflected a

warmth that echoed the depths of our bond. In the simplicity of that exchange, emotions cascaded like a gentle

stream, affirming the shared affection that had grown between us.

“Let's get married!” | said out of the blue and the moment stilled.

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