All Chapters of Second Chance Revenge : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Laura POVThe stars are bright tonight. Each and every one of them. I’m not usually a stargazer, but right now, it’s a beautiful sight. There are constellations in the sky I’ve never noticed before glowing like fireworks.I can’t take my eyes off them. I’m in a trance. They make the dark night sky feel warm.A presence has the hairs on my arm standing, and I turn towards where my intuition directs. That’s when I spot a woman with floor-length white hair and eyes that practically glow in the dark. She’s not dangerous; I can sense it.She takes long, languid steps to meet me, her purple and cream dress dragging along the forest floor behind her. Her glittery skin shines in the moonlight. Iridescent and breathtaking.“Who are you?” I exhale when she stops in front of me.A line of gleaming makeup runs across her cheeks and over her nose to the other side of her face. The mark is unique. I wonder if it’s a tradition from wherever she’s from. I know she’s not human, but I don’t know wher

Maxwell POVI brace myself for what’s about to unleash. Sebastian might officially be uninvited to his own wedding. Goddess, how does he put up with this crazy woman?“They’re just tablecloths?” she spits, slamming the laptop closed. “How dare you, Sebastian? I thought you’d be better than that.”I can’t tell if that’s fear or frustration behind his eyes.“Who even are you?”My hand cups my jaw, but it’s too late. The laugh slips out. The look on Sebastian’s face and the sheer madness my sister has become is like a reality show, and somehow, I’ve got a front-row seat to it.Ava’s death glare flicks my way. “Do you think this is funny?”My sister is a drama queen most of the time, but this is ridiculous. I flash her a slight grin, which she gapes at. Laura gently swats my arm, but she’s also trying her hardest to keep a poker face.“I’m sure they’ll be here in time,” Laura says, attempting to console her. “It said might, not definitely. Just remain optimistic. I’m praying for you, Ava.

Maxwell POVIt’s late. I know that much. But when my ears prick at the sound of the front door opening, I immediately stand. I purposely kept my office door open for this exact reason. I’m trying my damn hardest to not be overbearing, but I was counting down the seconds until they got home.I tidy away the notes on my desk before heading downstairs into my private kitchen to find Ava and a few of the other girls. All of them are chatting away like it isn’t the middle of the night. The smell of alcohol wafts from them like they’ve been out for the past five days. Holy hell. How much did they drink?My eyes scan the room, but Laura is nowhere to be seen. The hairs on the back of my neck stand in her absence, but I know she’s here. My wolf is happily rested but eager to see her.“Alpha Maxwell!” Phia shouts or slurs to get my attention. All of them are grinning ear to ear, swaying slightly.“Where’s Laura?” I ask.“She’s getting changed in her room,” Ava responds.“Fun night, girls?”

Maxwell POVWhen she doesn’t move, I stand from the small sofa and carry her in my arms to her bed, tucking her beneath the sheets.“Wait,” she mumbles, latching onto my wrist. “Stay. Please. I don’t want to be alone.”I flick my eyes over her pleading face. My chest crumbles. There is no way I could say no to her, but at the same time, I want her to be sober while making these decisions. I would never want to push her boundaries and take advantage of them just because she’s drunk.“Until you fall asleep,” I eventually land on.Instead of getting in the bed, I lay on top of the sheets. I face the way she’s sleeping and watch her eyes flutter open and shut. She’s trying her hardest to stay awake, but I know the alcohol will claim her soon.When she opens her eyes again, she scowls in my direction. She doesn’t look mad; she looks drunk-mad. “Why are you so far away from me?”I chuckle to myself and shuffle closer. “Where do you want me, Laura?”“I want to lay my head on your chest,” s

Laura POVMy eyes fall on a white gazebo with pink and cream flowers woven into the arch with fairy lights dangling from the roof. I pause for a moment and admire the perfect scenery. A smile covers my lips as I step inside, allowing my fingers to brush the delicate roses and carnations.Where are you? Maxwell’s voice floats into my mind.A shiver of comfort rushes to my heart. Outside.It doesn’t take long for Maxwell to find me. My skin tingles when he’s right behind me. I close my eyes at the sensation and the bond growing and glowing and everything in between.When I turn around to face him, I stop breathing at how beautiful he is. It’s a sight that will be engraved into my mind forever.Maxwell walks towards me. His blazer and tie are gone, and now his shirt sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, showing off his impressive forearms. His gaze roams my face and body agonizingly slow. His eyes turn a notch darker when he meets my gaze. “I’m sorry I’ve not spent much time with you