THE ALPHA'S SECOND CHANCE MATE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

CHAPTER ELEVEN A Quiet Gesture ELENA'S POV FEW DAYS LATER I hated how I noticed the little things about him. Like how, whenever I walked into the packhouse kitchen, there was always a steaming cup of coffee waiting for me. Black, just how I liked it. And I certainly hadn’t told anyone about my weird habit of drinking it at odd times of the day. But somehow, Liam had figured it out. I walked over to the counter, eyeing the cup suspiciously, my fingers curling around the warmth of the mug. It felt... nice. That was the worst part—because it made me feel like he was paying attention to things no one else had bothered with before. I wanted to believe it was just coincidence. But it kept happening. “Are you ever going to say thank you, or are you planning to keep staring at it like I’ve poisoned it?” His voice came from behind me, casual yet filled with that faint teasing tone that seemed to get under my skin every time. I turned, seeing him leaning casually against the

CHAPTER ELEVEN A PLEAELENA'S POV My fingers shook as I gently grasped Liam’s wrist, guiding him inside the house. The weight of what had just happened lingered in the air like a shadow that refused to leave. I let go of his arm as soon as we crossed the threshold and sat down on the couch, still trying to wrap my mind around the scene outside. Liam stood near the door, his posture rigid, as if something was clawing at him from the inside. He seemed like he wanted to say something but wasn’t sure how to begin.An uneasy silence settled between us, each second stretching out longer than the last. The ticking of the clock on the wall only served to make the silence more unbearable. I shifted uncomfortably, waiting for him to speak, to break the heavy stillness.Finally, he took a deep breath, his voice coming out quieter than I expected. “There’s something I need to tell you.”I blinked, caught off guard by his serious tone. *A secret?* My heart skipped a beat, and I immediately felt

CHAPTER SIXTEENDRENCHEDLIAM'S POVElena let out a soft chuckle, a teasing glint in her eyes. "And what would be the alternative if I don’t?" The way she laughed, almost dismissively, made something flicker inside me. I growled low in my throat, trying to keep my voice steady. "You’ll have to tell me the truth."She raised an eyebrow, amused. "What truth?" she asked, playing along like it was still all part of the game.I hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath. "Do you feel anything for me?" The words were out before I could stop them, but I needed to know. My heart raced as I waited for her answer.But Elena just laughed again, brushing it off with a smile. "Liam, come on. We’re just playing a game, right?"Her laughter, her casual dismissal, hit me harder than I expected. It stung. My chest tightened, my heart silently splintering. I forced a smile, even though it felt like my insides were twisting apart. "Yeah, just a game," I echoed, though my voice didn’t quite sound

A HEAT OF BATTLEELENA'S POV I peeked through the door, my heart still pounding from everything that had just happened. The room was empty. Liam wasn’t there. A part of me felt relieved, but another part... another part of me felt something else, something I couldn’t quite put into words. I swallowed hard, gathering my courage before stepping out of the bathroom, dressed in his clothes. His scent clung to me, wrapping around me like a second skin, and it only made everything more confusing.I ran a hand through my damp hair, trying to shake off the thoughts swirling in my mind. What had just happened? What was I even thinking, pulling him into the bathroom like that? I let out a shaky breath, pushing the thought aside. I needed to get out of here. I needed air.The house felt too quiet as I made my way downstairs and out the door. The cool evening breeze hit my face, but it did little to cool the heat rushing through my body. I walked with no real destination in mind, my thoughts rep

Chapter 20Unspoken TruthELENA'S POVSunlight peeked through the curtains, drawing me out of a fitful sleep. I shifted, feeling the weight of exhaustion heavy on me. Last night, I barely slept, tossing and turning as Liam’s question replayed in my mind—Will you accept me as your mate? Even now, the words hung in the air, making my heart flutter and ache at the same time. With a sigh, I tossed the bedsheet off and stretched. I knew I wouldn’t find peace lying here, so I dragged myself up and headed to the shower, hoping the hot water would wash away the fog in my mind. As I let the water cascade over me, I thought about Liam—how serious he’d been, the depth in his gaze, the way he seemed to see right through me. The uncertainty twisted in my chest. He’d given me space, but I knew he wouldn’t wait forever.Just as I wrapped myself in a towel and stepped out of the shower, the faint sound of movement drifted up from downstairs. Frowning, I dressed quickly, curiosity sparking through th