A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 335

Chapter 335

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Faye rose from her seat once the laughter in the room had begun to settle again. She smoothed a hand lightly over the front of her shirt and glanced toward the hallway that led to the kitchen.

“I’m going to check what’s going on in the kitchen,” she said.

Alexander gave a small nod, already half engaged in whatever Cole was saying next. Irene acknowledged her with an easy smile, and Faye slipped away.

The room remained lively after she left.

Cole was leaning forward in his chair, continuing some comment that had Irene laughing again. Alexander sat back beside them, listening with that calm attentiveness he usually carried in gatherings like this. Helen had settled comfortably into one of the chairs, watching the exchange with quiet amusement.

Jeffrey sat beside Irene, one arm resting loosely along the back of her chair.

He hadn’t spoken much since he first sat down. He participated when spoken to, offered a comment here

and there, but for the most part he observed.

He was good at that.

Still, the atmosphere here was easy enough that he had started to relax.

Then the front door opened again.

The sound of it cut gently through the conversation.

Footsteps followed a moment later, and before anyone could wonder who it was, a figure appeared in the doorway that led from the front hall into the living room.

Roman.

He had just come in from outside. His hair was slightly tousled from the breeze, and there was a faint trace of dust on his boots. He stepped into the room with the casual familiarity of someone returning home…

And immediately stopped.

Because suddenly every pair of eyes in the room was on him.

Roman hesitated in the doorway.

For just a brief second, he looked like he might turn around and leave the same way he had come in. Instead, he drew in a small breath and stepped further into the room.

His gaze moved quickly across the unfamiliar faces.

Then it landed on Alexander.

“Alpha,” Roman said respectfully.

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Alexander inclined his head in acknowledgment.

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Roman gave a small nod to the rest of the room after that, the polite kind offered when greeting people

you didn’t know but recognized as guests.

“Afternoon.”

It wasn’t awkward exactly.

Just brief.

Roman clearly had no intention of interrupting whatever gathering he had walked into.

After the short greeting, he moved past them without lingering, heading toward the hallway that led deeper into the house.

Most of the room simply watched him go.

To them, it had been nothing more than a quiet interruption.

But Jeffrey had gone very still.

The moment Roman had stepped into the room, something deep in Jeffrey’s chest had stirred sharply.

It had been sudden enough that he almost didn’t understand it at first.

His wolf reacted before his mind did.

A strange awareness spread through him–strong, instinctive, impossible to ignore.

It felt eerily familiar.

Something powerful and deeply rooted.

Jeffrey’s shoulders stiffened slightly where he sat.

His gaze followed Roman without meaning to.

The young man moved through the room quietly, completely unaware of the effect his presence had just

caused.

Jeffrey’s mind tried to make sense of the reaction.

It didn’t fit.

He had never seen that man before.

He was certain of it.

Jeffrey hadn’t been anywhere close to this territory before today Roman was a stranger to him by face, but even so… this reaction was too specific to ignore.

His wolf remained alert, restless beneath the surface.

It was the kind of instinctive recognition that wolves felt around someone… significant.

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Jeffrey’s brows drew together slightly.

Roman, meanwhile, remained completely oblivious.

He had already crossed the room and stepped into the hallway without looking back.

Jeffrey couldn’t stop watching him.

Something about the presence Roman carried lingered in the air even after he had passed.

Jeffrey’s gaze lingered on the hallway for a moment longer, even after Roman had disappeared from sight.

Something about that brief encounter–if it could even be called that–had unsettled him in a way he couldn’t quite explain. His wolf had reacted before he had time to think about it, rising with a sharp awareness that still hadn’t completely faded.

He tried to reason through it.

Maybe it was simply the presence Roman carried. Some wolves had stronger auras than others, especially in packs where hierarchy was firmly respected.

It wouldn’t be the first time a wolf had instinctively reacted to someone with a dominant presence.

But even as he thought it, the explanation didn’t fully satisfy him. Alexander was the highest authority here as the Alpha, yet Jeffrey didn’t feel such a strong aura in Alexander’s presence.

Beside Jeffrey, Irene had been watching quietly.

At first she had followed the direction of Jeffrey’s gaze when Roman walked past, but when she turned back and noticed Jeffrey was still staring down the hallway, her brows drew together slightly.

“Jeff?”

Jeffrey blinked and turned his head toward Irene.

“You alright?” she asked.

Her voice wasn’t alarmed–just gently curious.

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