All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S SECOND CHOICE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CadenLife is never stagnant, of that I'm very much aware. But sometimes, the way it moves is quite surprising. That also goes without saying life is full of surprises, and in one night, I'd been hit with two of it—two powerful curve balls. Ryker, who had never believed in mates, and had planned his life without the appearance of one, had been given a mate. And not not just any other, but the woman that had piqued my interest. A woman he obviously didn't want. Everyone was astonished for several reasons. Ryker, because he'd been placed in a precarious position by tonight's happening. Xaviera, as any woman in her situation ought to be seemed both terrified and astonished, which was justified. My mother wasn't just elated, but relieved. And she had enough reasons to be. I did too, and I was certain our reasons weren't so different.I stood in the crowd, watching them dance, tension oozing heavily between them, and a knot tightened in my chest. They both didn't want to be there, howeve

XavieraFrom the moment I ran into the Alpha last night, I knew the balance I was beginning to find again would tilt. Ever since the incident that sent me far away from home occurred years back, I had avoided the spotlight as much as I could. I hated bringing attention to myself. This world was quite a small place, and the pack responsible for the trouble I was in were alive and lurking, even if I didn't know who they really were.The Crescent moon which had become my respite, and shield from my burdensome past had now placed me in the very position I had tried to avoid. The moment I got home last night, I had quickly gotten out of my dress, freshened up and had settled for Mac and cheese. Anna had come in much later, and I had pretended to be asleep when she came to my room. Adeline and Leesa had rang me non stop until I decided to switch off my phone. Much later, I overheard Anna informing them I was fine and asleep. Last night was too much to take in all at once, and I needed the n

CadenI had a bad feeling about Ryker leaving for Littlemoon last night. It was not that I didn't believe him capable, or trust his ability to win a war. But, I always worried. Ryker was quite selfless, and would lay down his life for his people. It was both a blessing and curse, more of a curse to me.This worry had kept me awake, burning through several quantities of caffeinated beverages. When Calum had called me, informing me about several helicopters, and trucks leaving the pack en route to Littlemoon, my worry skyrocketed. I paced about the heavily guarded mansion. I had tried reaching Ryker, but for some reason I wasn't able to get hold of him. Then I reached out to Reid, and just like Ryker, his line was not reachable either. After several attempts at other people who could be close to Ryker, and no success, I become restless. The feeling that something might have happened to Ryker was enough to send me into full panic mode. So, I dialled Jerome. He sounded still, yet alert.

XavieraThe rest of the week was not without the constant reminder that my life had changed. The whispers had morphed into smiles and small bows, and then suspicious whispers. I overheard two women discussing one time, the possibility of the Alpha marrying his girlfriend, instead of his mate. Another time, two women were comparing myself and his current girlfriend. They said she was more classy, and elegant. Some had said she was more regal, a Crescent she-wolf and was the best fit for Luna, so they didn't know why the goddess picked me. One woman had even described me as a ‘pick-me’ girl. The gossips were becoming quite unbearable, and I didn't know why it affected me. I hadn't always bothered how people thought of me, attractive or not. One time, I was the stunning moon in my pack. If preferences were different, I didn't really mind. I was done with all the attention of my previous life. Also, Alpha Ryker could sleep with the whole town if he so wished, it was none of my busines

XavieraI didn't know which of this evening's incident was the most weird; The fact that the Alpha had joined in our little cookout gathering, or that I was actually walking the neighbourhood with him in dead silence. After he had asked me to join him for a walk, my first instinct was to decline in the most politest of manners, but saying No was a bit harder than it was meant to be. Also, we were in the midst of unsolicited blog indirect sources, the last thing I needed was my picture appearing with the most ridiculous captions this week. So, I had agreed. Another thing was that I could really use some time away from the choking scrutiny of these elderly women, and my friends who seemed torn between adoration for the Alpha and the awkwardness and tension that was so rigid the air could break into visible shards. As we stepped through the back gate, I noticed the neighborhood was unnecessarily noisy and crowded. People sat on their porches, and the moment they caught sight of the