All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S SECOND CHANCE MATE : Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

Chapter 40Elena's povI stared at him under the dim glow of the lights in the room and I could feel my face heating up. I was finally mated. I finally had a mate for myself.Looking back at all the things I'd done, I realized how stupid I was. I had chased him away so many times but he always came back, like a moth was attracted to the flame. I was the flame and he was the moth. And even though I could burn him, he still stood with me, fighting. Fighting for us. My heart was warm as I stared at his chest heaving up and down. Subconsciously, I touched the mark on my neck and a small smile formed on my lips.“I wonder what form it would take when it's healed.” I muttered to myself. Everytime a wolf was marked, the mark would take on a shape unique to the person. It was like a tattoo gifted by the moon goddess. “Thank you for not giving up on me.” I whispered, tracing my hands along his face as I fought the tears that threatened to spill.He suddenly turned and offered a smile. He

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO: ALPHA VS ALPHALiam’s POVI didn’t even stop to grab a damn weapon.The second I heard the scout's voice tremble with the word “rogues,” I was halfway out the door with Mason and Caleb on my heels. The sky was heavy, overcast, like it already knew what was coming. My wolf strained under my skin, restless, ready to tear into the bastards threatening my pack.But I didn’t make it ten steps outside before he appeared.Logan.Standing dead in my path like he’d been waiting. No armor. No urgency. Just that smug, infuriating calm on his face.“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I muttered under my breath.Derek and Caleb stiffened beside me. Logan’s eyes didn’t move from mine.“Liam,” he said, as if we were about to have a damn conversation instead of deal with a war.I stopped walking. “Move. Now.”“I’m not letting you leave.”I stared at him, disbelief and rage twisting through me. “There are rogues on my land. My warriors are preparing to fight, and you—” I stepped closer

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE: BLOOD TIES AND BRUISESELENA'S POVIt’d been a week, but nothing really felt different.Logan was gone, and somehow the world kept spinning, even though everything inside me had stopped. If it weren't for Liam's love and care, I really doubted if I'd feel all good right now.Liam and I had returned to Logan’s pack three days ago, to bury him properly, in the place he once ruled, the same place that once felt like a prison to me. And now… here we were. Him in the ground, and me standing in his home like I belonged.I didn’t.Lydia hadn’t left the room since we brought Logan’s body back. No one had seen her eat. Or speak. She’d locked the door the first day, but now it hung open like she couldn’t care anymore.Drawing out a deep sigh, I walked in without knocking.She was sitting on the edge of the bed, barefoot, her hair a mess. One of Logan’s old shirts hung off her frame like she was just trying to hold onto whatever was left of him. Her eyes moved slowly to me

WRECK ME...PLEASEHis grip on both my wrists tightened as his other hand yanked my top over my head. With a hungry urgency, he palmed my breasts through my bralette, fingers pressing into the delicate flesh with an almost punishing intensity. He pushed deeper into my mouth, his tongue moved fiercely against mine, heat curling low in my belly as wetness bloomed in my panties.Breaking the kiss, his eyes locked onto mine—burning, possessive. His breath, hot and heavy, fanned across my cheek before his teeth grazed it, biting down just enough to make me shiver.Without warning, his head dipped and his mouth closed over my left nipple through the lace. The sudden bite made me gasp—a sharp mix of pleasure and pain exploding across my chest. His tongue traced circles, then flicked over the sensitive peak before his teeth found it again. I gripped handfuls of his hair, gasping as he moved to my other breast, giving it the same intoxicating torment. My thoughts dissolved into a fog—I couldn’t