All Chapters of MY SECOND CHANCE MATE IS A HYBRID : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Damien lay still beside Elena, his arm draped protectively over her as her breath rose and fell in a steady rhythm. The peaceful scene should have put his mind at ease, but there was an underlying tension in the pit of his stomach, a nagging sensation that he couldn’t shake.Last night had been everything, an intimate confirmation of their bond, of their unbreakable love. Elena had given him all her trust, her unwavering promise to stand by him no matter what. Yet as he gazed down at her, watching her sleep so peacefully, a storm of thoughts brewed within him.Damien’s mind kept returning to the conversation Elena had with his mother the day before. Elena had shared Mrs. Lauren’s concerns, how she wanted assurance that Elena would stay by his side, no matter how difficult things might become. Damien understood his mother’s worry. Being an Alpha was never easy, and the challenges were relentless. But there had been something more in his mother’s eyes, something deeper.A fear that wen

Damien stood in the clearing just outside the pack’s training grounds, the quiet hum of the forest surrounding him as he looked out over the landscape. His mind, however, was far from the peaceful scenery. There was a storm brewing, one he knew had to be addressed before it tore everything apart.He heard Amelia approach before he saw her, her familiar footfall soft on the forest floor. She had always been able to move with a predator’s grace, something he had admired about her ever since they were young. She had been by his side through everything, his ascension to Alpha, the battles, the losses, the victories. But now, things between them had shifted, and he couldn’t ignore it any longer.Amelia stepped into the clearing, her bright blue eyes locking onto his with an intensity he had grown used to over the years. Her expression was unreadable, but there was something simmering beneath the surface, something he could no longer overlook.“Damien,” she greeted him, her voice calm but l

The following morning, Amelia awoke to a pounding headache, the aftereffects of the whiskey hitting her hard. She groaned, pressing her palms against her temples, trying to block out the harsh light streaming in through the window. Her mind was foggy, but the sharp edges of her plan from the night before still lingered at the forefront of her thoughts.Sitting up slowly, she glanced at the empty whiskey bottle on her desk and the faint memory of her phone call with Carl resurfaced. Her lips curled into a grim smile. She had made the call, crossed the point of no return. There was no turning back now.By the time she had pulled herself together and dressed, her determination had returned. She knew what she needed to do. If she was going to blackmail Elena, she had to find something real, something that would make Damien question everything about his mate. It couldn’t just be a lie or a rumor, it had to be something devastating.Amelia walked through the pack house, her gaze darting fro

Carl stood at the window for what felt like hours, staring out over his territory, the wilderness stretching endlessly beyond the horizon. His mind was lost in a labyrinth of dark thoughts. The pull he felt toward Elena was no longer something he could simply brush aside. It consumed him,ban ache so deep it twisted his gut every time he thought about her with Damien.His mind wandered back to when Elena was still in his pack . She had been quiet, unsure of herself, yet there had always been something about her that drew him in. Even then, he knew there was more to her than met the eye. He had sensed it, felt it like a faint spark of power waiting to be ignited. And now, knowing she was in Damien’s arms, knowing that spark has turned into something more, something dangerous, drove Carl mad.The thought of another Alpha touching her, claiming her as his mate, was more than Carl could tolerate. It felt like a personal betrayal, even though Elena had never been his. Not really. But she sh

The door to his mother’s chambers closed with a soft click, but Damien’s mind was anything but quiet. He stalked down the dimly lit hallway, the shadows cast by the flickering sconces matching the turmoil inside him. His mother’s words echoed in his mind, filling him with more questions than answers. He clenched his fists, frustration and fear swirling within him. He had spent so long shielding her from the truth, thinking that by keeping his secret, he could protect her from his inner demons.But now it seemed that she might be linked to those very demons.He made his way through the corridors of the pack house, his thoughts racing. He needed answers—about Elena, about her past, about the truth behind her presence in his life. But he couldn’t rush this. He couldn’t risk alarming her or pushing her away with his growing doubts. He had to protect her, even if that meant facing whatever truth lay buried in her past.Damien reached his private quarters, the large wooden doors swinging o