All Chapters of Second Chance for the Rich Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

DmitriAs I dialed Nick's number, my mind raced with a mix of frustration and concern. The last thing I needed was to interrupt his evening, but the situation at the mansion demanded his immediate attention. Bullets had been fired at the CCTV cameras, leaving ominous holes in the walls of our once-secure home. Elena, ever the stoic matriarch, had been shaken to her core, while Isabel's usual composure had crumbled under the weight of fear.Nick's voice crackled over the line, sharp with tension as he demanded to know the extent of the damage. I relayed the grim details, the urgency in my tone mirroring the gravity of the situation. His fury was palpable, a storm brewing beneath the surface as he vowed to address the breach with ruthless efficiency.Once the chaos had subsided and the immediate threat had been neutralised, Nick and I retreated to the sanctuary of his office for a much-needed debrief. As we pored over the security footage and strategised our next steps, I couldn't shake

JaneThe moon cast a silvery glow over the woods as we made our way hand in hand through the winding path. My heart pounded in my chest, a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through me. This was it, the moment I had been waiting for, the culmination of years of longing and desire.As we reached a small clearing, hidden from view by dense trees and bushes, I couldn't help but feel a shiver of anticipation run down my spine. In the center of the clearing stood a rustic wooden table, weathered by time and the elements. It was a simple yet beautiful sight, a symbol of the ancient ritual about to take place.I stopped in my tracks, my breath catching in my throat as I looked around in awe. This was the place where I would finally give myself to Nick, where our souls would become intertwined in the most primal of bonds.But as much as I longed for him, a part of me couldn't shake the fear that gripped my heart. I had never been with a man before, never experienced the intimate touch of

JaneSitting alone in the cafeteria of my workplace, I found myself lost in a sea of conflicting emotions. The college was always quiet on Mondays, a stark contrast to the bustling energy of the rest of the week. Most students were still nursing the effects of the weekend, opting to skip their early classes, and many of the administrators had chosen to work from the comfort of their own homes. It was a rare moment of peace in an otherwise chaotic environment.But despite the stillness surrounding me, my mind was anything but calm. I couldn't shake the feeling of panic that had gripped me when I left Nick behind in my bed, half-asleep and oblivious to the whirlwind of emotions raging inside me. The events of the previous night replayed in my mind like a broken record, each moment etched into my memory with painful clarity.I had slept with him, lost my virginity to my Alpha at thirty years old. It was a decision made in a moment of passion and vulnerability, but now, in the cold light

IsabelOnce I ended the call with Nick, a storm of emotions raged within me, threatening to engulf me in its tumultuous waves. Sitting down in the comfort of an armchair, I found myself seeking solace in the familiar surroundings of my childhood home. But even here, amidst the warmth and familiarity of my parents' house, I couldn't escape the turmoil that Jane's presence had wrought upon my life.My mother's furious gaze bore into me, her disappointment palpable in the air between us. Beside her, my father fidgeted nervously, his discomfort mirrored in the tense lines of his face. I could feel the weight of their unspoken words pressing down on me, suffocating me with their silent reproach.Once again, Jane had managed to infiltrate every aspect of my life, leaving destruction in her wake. I still vividly remembered the lengths I had gone to in order to keep her away from Nick years ago, resorting to deceit and manipulation to ensure that he remained mine. It had taken a false pregnan

NickThe words echoed in my mind like a haunting echo, each syllable laden with a weight I struggled to comprehend. Jane's revelation hung heavy in the air around me like a stark reminder of the misstep of our bond and the consequences of my actions.As I watched her sleep, hours later, her breaths soft and steady in the dim light of the bedroom, I found myself unable to go back to the living room and sleep on the couch. Instead, I watched her intently, my gaze tracing the gentle rise and fall of her chest, the curve of her lips as she slept. She seemed so peaceful, so utterly unaware of the storm raging within me.I rose from the couch several times, unable to shake the sense of unease that gnawed at my insides, walking around, touching her things and then come back to sit. Each time, I found myself drawn back to her bedroom, my fingers lingering on her hair, her skin, as if seeking solace in the warmth of her presence.But try as I might, I could not shake the words she had spoken,