Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Ready to end it all.
Sidonie’s POV
I stepped out of the cab, feeling like crap. But at the very least, I didn’t look like
one. Mom had dressed me in a new outfit, a blue skater dress that she had
claimed looked amazing on me.
I couldn't care less.
I walked into the Cafe where I was to meet my betrothed. It was a cutesy place,
with the most amazing baked goods on display. I made a mental note to buy
them when this date was done. Stuffing my face with pastries sounded like a very
good way to fill the vacuum in my heart.
I sighed, glancing around the cafe. Why couldn't we just FaceTime or something?
Why on earth did I have to see him physically? My lips curled sadly and I shook
my head.
Don't you dare cry, Sidonie. Not in public.
Sniffing, I fished out the card mom had given me before I left home. It stated the
table number where we were to meet and his name.
Carlyle.
I approached one of the waiters and showed them the card. “I'd like to go to this
table please?”
The man read through, nodded, and pointed towards the end of the cafeteria.
“Last booth on the right.”
Last booth? Whoever this Alpha of the Alpha was, he really must like his privacy.
I trudged toward the booth and then a very familiar scent tickled my nose. The
scent of wood and pines.
The searing pain of rejection shot through my veins and I clamped my teeth
down on my lips, trying to remind myself of all the many reasons why I shouldn't
cry.
I approached the booth where my betrothed sat. He had dark hair. Wavy dark
hair. My eyes narrowed. The scent of my ex-mate grew stronger and a gasp
slipped from my lips when he looked up.
Blue and violet eyes blinked right at me.
It was him.
Sure, he was dressed differently. In a blue shirt that had a few of its buttons
undone, revealing his marvelous chest. But it was him.
My betrothed was the very same male that had brutally ripped my heart right out
of my chest and stomped on it three weeks ago. He hadn't cared what severing
the mate bond would do to me. He hadn't cared if I lived or not in the past three
weeks.
And that was the male I was to marry?
His eyes widened as he took me in and then they narrowed into slits. He rose to
his feet, gritting his teeth angrily. “What are you doing here?!”
“Me?” I asked, looking back to see if he was referring to anyone else.
“Are you stalking me? Is that it?”
If I thought his rejection had hurt, his accusation made it worse.
“I... I'm not..." I said feebly, feeling my tongue grow heavy with embarrassment.
He stepped closer and the pain, the emptiness I had felt in the past few days,
eased up at his presence. He was the tribulation in my flesh. And yet, he was the
cure.
It was maddening.
“I told you,” he hissed. “I don’t f**king want you! Do you need me to spell it out for
you?”
“I... I wasn't"
“F**k! You're damned annoying! I don’t want you. I don’t f**king need you. Quit
pestering me and quit stalking me! If you had any bit of sense, you would f**king
understand that!"
And the pain was back with those cruel words. I stepped away from him, tears
sliding down my cheek in streams. I glanced around to see everyone watching us
and the world came crashing down on my shoulders.
I had been humiliated.
By none other than my mate.
I laughed in derision at myself and did the one thing I could think of.
I ran.
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I walked down the huge bridge in the city, staring down at the river that pooled
beneath it. The vacuum in my heart seemed to have grown bigger after that
encounter.
Some part of me had hoped that my betrothed would treat me better. That Alpha
Carlyle would care for me and would alleviate the pain that came from my mate's
rejection.
Seeing they were the same person shattered that hope hard against the ground.
He was cruel. He was horrid. If I married him, he would make my life a living hell.
Not like it was any better.
I stopped walking down the bridge, eyes fixed on the water. To passersby, I most
likely looked like I was enjoying the view.
They couldn't be more wrong.
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My eyes watered as I contemplated
the action I was about to take. I had
spent the last three weeks,
contemplating suicide. The burning
pain in my bones was too much to
bear. It was too much for me to
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I had hoped that my betrothed would change that and if he claimed me, then I
would be free of this pain.
But now?
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I'd rather die than be bound to that
jackass forever. If he could manage

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to look that fine, to look as if he didn't
feel the pain that tortured me, then he
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How could I trust my life into the hands of a man who treated his mate, who
treated me like dirt? I shook my head, wiping the tears that slid down my cheeks
quickly.
He did not deserve my tears. He was a horrible, horrid person who did not
deserve an ounce of my tears.
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I took a deep breath, summoning the
courage to toss myself over the
bridge. I closed my eyes, feeling sorry
for my parents. If I had been a perfect

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daughter, perhaps this wouldn't have
happened. I would never have met
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Carlyle at the club if I didn't sneak
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But then, I never would have known the kind of person he was. The cruel bitter
person he was beneath all that good looks. He didn’t deserve me.
My eyes flew open and I grabbed the ledge of the bridge ready to hurl myself
over when suddenly the world turned slightly blurry, tilted on its axis and
everything went dark.