A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 392

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Chapter 392

FAYE

The space beside me was cold.

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My eyes opened slowly, my hand moving across the bed without thinking, like I expected to find Alexander

there anyway.

But there was nothing.

I stared at the empty space for a second, blinking away the last traces of sleep.

Alexander wasn’t there.

He woke up earlier than I did most days, especially when something was on his mind. But I never got used

to it.

I pushed myself up slowly, exhaling as I swung my legs over the side of the bed.

Maybe he was in the office.

Or already out,

I didn’t dwell on it too much as I made my way toward the bathroom, my movements slow.

The morning felt quiet, but I brushed it off, reaching for my toothbrush as I stepped up to the sink.

That was when I saw it.

The note.

Placed neatly where I couldn’t possibly miss it.

I paused, my hand hovering mid–air for a second before I picked it up.

Of course.

He knew exactly where to leave something like this so that I would see it immediately.

I unfolded it, my eyes scanning the words quickly,

He was going out of town.

Important meetings.

He didn’t say where.

Didn’t say how long.

Just that he would be gone.

My jaw tightened slightly as I read it again, slower this time, like something might change the second time

around.

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It didn’t.

I set the note down by the sink, staring at it for a moment longer than necessary.

Out of town.

I leaned back slightly against the counter, folding my arms loosely.

Was this planned?

It something that came up suddenly?

if it wasn’t-

ready knew he

en why didn’t

Why leave

My lips

urred in my chest.

s going.

how he did it.

we could talk about it.

‘t bring it up.

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ng it up first.

say something on his own. That he would mention it.

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And now… he was gone.

A quiet scoff left me as I reached for my toothbrush.

“Of course,” I muttered under my breath.

Serves you right, Nova’s voice cut in sharply.

I rolled my eyes instantly. “Oh, please.”

I turned on the tap, brushing my teeth with a little more force than necessary.

“You’re only saying that because I didn’t let you cause a scene yesterday,” I said to Nova.

You should have gone in, Nova snapped. You heard what they said.

“And I also know what would have happened if I did,” I shot back quietly, my words muffled slightly.

Nova didn’t respond immediately.

But I could feel her.

Restless.

I rinsed my mouth, setting the toothbrush aside before looking at my reflection in the mirror.

Something about Nova’s energy didn’t sit right.

I narrowed my eyes slightly at my own reflection.

“Since when do you get this worked up?” I said slowly.

Silence.

I tilted my head a little, studying myself like I might find the answer there.

“I’ve been through worse,” I continued. “We’ve both been through worse.”

That was the truth.

There had been more provoking situations.

More dangerous ones.

Moments where anger would have been justified–expected even.

And yet-

Nova hadn’t reacted like this.

Not like yesterday.

Not like now.

My brows drew together slightly.

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“So why now?” I asked quietly.

No response.

Just that same simmering heat beneath the surface.

My gaze didn’t leave the mirror.

“They called me unstable,” I went on, slower this time. “Is that all it took?”

Still nothing.

The silence stretched.

“Or…” I murmured, my lips pressing together slightly, “maybe they’re not wrong.”

That got a reaction.

Immediate.

Nova surged forward, sudden and aggressive, the force of it making my chest tighten.

Watch it.

I held my ground.

“Maybe you’re the unstable one,” I said, quieter now but no less pointed.

The reaction was stronger this time.

A flash of anger.

Hot, and rising…

And then…

A knock sounded at the door.

Sharp enough to pull me out of my thoughts.

I frowned slightly, glancing toward it, adjusting my robe as I moved.

“I’m coming!” I called out.

As I walked, my fingers brushed against my wrist again.

That spot.

The same place Alexander had touched yesterday.

It itched.

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Not aggressively–just enough to be annoying. And there was a faint tenderness there too, like the skin

was slightly irritated.

I slowed for a second, lifting my wrist to look at it.

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There was nothing obvious.

No mark.

No bruise.

…well, maybe a little redness.

Barely noticeable.

I pressed lightly against it, and a small sting followed.

I frowned.

Weird.

I exhaled and dropped my hand.

I’ll deal with it later.

The knock came again.

“I said I’m coming,” I muttered under my breath as I reached the door and pulled it open.

opped.

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tood there, posture straight, like he wasn’t entirely sure if he should be here.

alone was enough to throw me off.

Roman didn’t come to my door.

“Good morning, Luna,” he said.

“Good morning,” I replied, still a bit surprised. “Is there a problem?”

He shook his head quickly.

“No–no problem,” he said. “I apologize for disturbing you.”

“You’re not disturbing me,” I said, though my brows were already pulling together slightly. “What is it?”

He hesitated, just for a second.

Then-

“Alpha Alexander was supposed to train me this morning,” he said. “But he informed me he would be going

out and wouldn’t be available.”

I nodded slowly.

That part made sense.

Alexander could decide something like that last minute.

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“But…” I prompted.

Roman shifted slightly.

“He said you would train me instead.”

I blinked.

Once.

Then again.