บททั้งหมดของ MY SECOND CHANCE MATE IS A HYBRID : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

It was late evening, the sky painted with streaks of deep purple as the sun dipped below the horizon. The woods surrounding Damien's territory were usually quiet at this hour, a peaceful silence that often helped him clear his mind. But tonight, something was off. There was a distinct unease lingering in the air, thick and suffocating, as though the very forest held its breath.Damien stood at the edge of the pack house balcony, his sharp senses prickling with anticipation. He had just returned from his rounds with the patrol when one of his scouts rushed in, breathless and frantic."Alpha, someone’s here. Not one of ours. He’s waiting at the border."Damien’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing. "Who?""A wolf from the Dawn falls Pack."The name alone stirred unease. The Dawn falls Pack hadn’t been seen in years. Their lands were secluded, shrouded in mystery and feared for their connection to the darker, more forbidden aspects of wolf lore. No one from their pack ventured beyond their

Damien paced back and forth in the dimly lit study, his jaw clenched as he prepared himself for the conversation with his mother. The tension in the air was palpable, thick with the weight of the news he had to share. His mind raced with thoughts of the looming threat, his unease deepening with each passing day. The arrival of the emissary from the Dawn Falls Pack, led by the notorious Alpha Alaric, was not something he could take lightly especially not with Elena involved.Mrs. Lauren sat in her favorite armchair, knitting silently. Her sharp eyes followed Damien as he moved, sensing the storm brewing within him. She had noticed the shift in his demeanor ever since the rumors began to swirl and the whispers about Elena’s lineage had reached their ears. Though she had tried to keep herself busy, the concern for her son and his family gnawed at her."Damien," she finally spoke, her voice soft but firm, "you've been restless for days. What’s troubling you?"Damien stopped, ran a hand th

Elena stood in the kitchen, the sunlight streaming through the large windows, casting a warm glow over the room. She looked around, taking in the familiar surroundings of the pack house. Despite the cozy atmosphere, she could sense an undercurrent of tension lingering in the air. Whispers filled the corridors, and the pack members exchanged wary glances as they moved about their day.Determined to lift the spirits of those around her, she decided to do something special. “Maybe a bouquet would brighten things up,” she thought to herself, a smile forming at the idea. Flowers had always had a way of softening hearts and bringing joy, and she hoped they could help ease the growing unease among the pack.She gathered her materials: a variety of vibrant flowers, fresh greens, and delicate ribbons. With each stem she selected, she envisioned the smiles they would bring to her pack family. She chose bright sunflowers to symbolize happiness and hope, cheerful daisies for innocence and purity,

The sun had barely risen over the horizon when Elena slipped out of bed, a smile playing on her lips. The anticipation of surprising Damien and Mrs. Lauren with breakfast filled her with excitement. She tiptoed through the quiet pack house, careful not to disturb anyone else as she made her way to the kitchen.The smell of fresh coffee drifted through the air as she entered, where the chef was already bustling about, preparing the morning meal. Elena’s heart raced at the sight of the impressive spread he was arranging. The chef turned, a look of surprise crossing his face when he saw her.“Luna Elena! You’re up early. You really shouldn’t be here,” he said, his tone respectful but concerned.“I know, but I wanted to do something special for Damien and Mrs. Lauren this morning,” she insisted, her enthusiasm unwavering. “I just want to help ease their worries, even if it’s just for a moment.”The chef hesitated but soon relented. “Well, if you insist. Just promise me you’ll take it easy

Damien paced back and forth in his dimly lit room, the shadows from the flickering candlelight dancing along the walls. The weight of the recent confrontation with Alaric pressed heavily on his shoulders, each step echoing the turmoil in his mind. He clenched his fists, his thoughts racing with the implications of Alaric’s words and the threat they posed to his family.Should I really consider Alaric’s offer? The question replayed in his mind like a haunting melody. Could he truly trust the Alpha of the Dawn Falls pack? Their history was fraught with tension, and Damien had always viewed Alaric as an opportunist, a wolf whose ambition often overshadowed any semblance of loyalty or friendship. But now, with Elena’s safety at stake and whispers of her lineage circulating among the pack, the stakes were impossibly high.He ran a hand through his hair, feeling the heat of frustration wash over him. I can’t let my guard down. I won’t risk Elena’s safety for anything. The image of her face,