All Chapters of The Alpha's Second Chance: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Good morning, everyone! Welcome to ‘A Morning with Lisa Show’! I'm your host, Lisa Reyes, and we have an incredible show lined up for you today. Our first guest is none other than the country’s hottest bachelor of 2022, Mr. Braxton Guttierrez!” Braxton Guttierrez - the name I avoid hearing for so long makes my heart twitch. But then that twitch turns into palpitation when the camera shifts to show him, sitting on the white couch next to the host. Braxton exudes an air of magnetic charm and undeniable allure. His physical appearance is striking, characterized by well-defined features that blend harmoniously to create a captivating presence. His face, sculpted with precision, showcases a strong jawline that adds a touch of masculinity to his overall appeal. His gold eyes, deep and penetrating, hold a spark of confidence and intelligence. His dark hair, meticulously styled, frames his face in a manner that perfectly complements his features. “I hope you’re doing great today, Mr. Gut

BRAXTON’S POV: Margie enters my office with agitation evident in the way she fidgets, her movements betraying the ladylike composure she typically exudes. A hint of frustration is tugged at the corners of her mouth, and her eyes are simmered with irritation. In her tight hand is the company’s telephone. When she notices that I’m looking at her from the corners of my eyes, she suddenly fakes a smile and softens the sharpness of her face to show an air of calm professionalism and a much refined demeanor. “Good afternoon, Alpha Braxton,” she says, extending the telephone to me. “There’s a phone call for you.” I transfer my gaze to my watch, which says quarter to 2 o’clock. Then my eyebrows twitch, before looking back at Margie. “I’m about to have a meeting with very important clients at two. Can that phone call wait after my meeting?” I ask. “Well,” Margie swallows, her face has a flush of uncertainty. “The woman said that you hired her as the event coordinator for the Children

Though it’s hard to temporarily set aside what I’ve discovered, I’ve got no choice but to do it. Sometimes I find solace in the art of momentarily setting aside a harsh reality. Like a weary traveler seeking refuge in an oasis, I have to allow myself a brief respite from the burdens of what had been. It’s best if I handle it later once I go home and meet dad. The sun dips below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink when a middle-aged woman in a doctor’s white coat enters the room. Her shoulders flinch and so do her eyelids when she angles her sight at me. "Good afternoon!" she greets, her voice teetering between excitement and disbelief. “I’m not expecting that Mr. Braxton Guttierrez would be here!” I open my mouth, but am unable to say anything since Eloise precedes me from replying. She says, “He’s uhm… he’s here to help me finance my son’s surgery.” She pauses, swallows, then glances at me nervously. “I saw on TV earlier today that he’s the founder of the C

The air is filled with a sense of tranquility as I lay silently, my eyes fixed on the scene before me. The mattress cradles two figures in deep sleep. At one end, is my Maddox with tousled hair and a cherubic face, the embodiment of innocence and wonder. His chest rises and falls with each peaceful breath, and my heart swells with adoration. Next to him, there lay Braxton who’s entirely out of place in this world of faded grandeur. His handsomeness is undeniable, an arresting sight even in the simplicity of his sleep. The moonlight, filtering through the cracked window, plays upon his features like a painter's brush. His strong jawline, sculpted by years of living and experiencing, speaks of resilience and determination. His lips, parted ever so slightly, seem to hold the secrets of a thousand untold stories. Each breath he takes is a gentle whisper, in harmony with the stillness of the night. This is my family. The very ones I wanna spend the rest of my life with. And I won’t let fe

TRAYTON’S POV: "Curse that fool of a son! How dare he taint our bloodline with a human girl?!" I seethe, my voice laced with fury. Shadow, who's inside me, stirs. His growls echoing in the recesses of my mind. -"He is your flesh and blood, a reflection of your lineage. It’s just right that you deny him the chance to choose a human mate. Braxton’s infatuation with that human is a threat to our pack's traditions and strength."- My eyes flash with anger, my pride clashing with my wolf's fierce loyalty to our kind. My fangs bare in defiance as I sneer. "He must marry a she-wolf, one who can carry on the legacy of our pack." Shadow’s response is equally vehement. -"A human cannot comprehend our world or our ways. They are weak, fleeting creatures whose hearts cannot hold the power of the moon."- I nod, a cruel satisfaction enveloping me. "Precisely. Their puny emotions will only lead my son astray from the path of strength and power." Shadow agrees with a savage eagerness. -