A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 416

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Chapter 416

ALEXANDER

I turned fully toward her.

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Faye had pushed herself up slightly, her hand gripping the edge of the bed like she needed something solid to hold onto. Her breathing wasn’t as unstable as before, but it wasn’t steady either. There was strain there. Effort.

But her eyes-

I took a step closer without thinking.

“Faye-”

“No,” she said quickly, shaking her head once.

It wasn’t sharp.

But it was firm enough to stop me.

“I heard both of you,” she added, her voice tightening slightly. “So don’t–don’t start acting like I wasn’t part of that conversation.”

Helen didn’t speak.

Neither did I.

Faye exhaled slowly, like she was trying to gather herself before continuing.

“For a second,” she said, quieter now, “it sounded like I wasn’t even in the room. Like you were already deciding what to do with me.”

That landed.

I held her gaze.

“That’s not what-”

“Then what was it?” she cut in, looking straight at me now.

There was no fear in it.

Just frustration.

And something else..

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Something closer to… disbelief.

“You’re talking about sending me somewhere,” she went on, “like I don’t get a say in it.”

Her fingers tightened slightly against the bed.

“I’m still here,” she repeated, softer this time. “I can hear you.”

I let out a slow breath through my nose, forcing myself to stay measured.

“You do get a say,” I said. She was doing it again, getting worked up over nothing. But I couldn’t argue with her, knowing it wasn’t her fault.

Her brows lifted faintly.

“Do I?” she asked.

There was no sarcasm in it.

Just a question that didn’t fully trust the answer.

I stepped closer again–more carefully this time.

“Yes,” I said.

And I meant it.

But I could see it wasn’t enough.

Faye looked away briefly, shaking her head once under her breath before bringing her

attention back to us.

“Good,” she said. “Because I’m not being handed over to anyone.”

The words came out stronger this time.

Something in me eased slightly at that.

That tone.

That resistance.

That was Faye. I would take that over giving up anytime.

She shifted slightly, wincing faintly but pushing through it.

“I don’t care what spell this is,” she continued, her voice steadying as she spoke. “Or what ritual someone thinks they planned for me.”

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Her gaze flicked briefly to Helen.

“Or how convinced you are that it’s already in motion.”

Helen didn’t interrupt.

She just watched her.

“I’m not going to sit here and wait for it to get worse,” Faye added.

That pulled my full attention back to her.

“And I’m definitely not going to walk into it like I don’t have a choice.”

“No one is going to force anything on you,” I said.

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“Then explain it to me,” she said. “Because from where I’m sitting, it sounds like both of you have already decided that I’m some kind of… target that just has to go where she’s being pulled.”

“That’s not what I said,” I replied.

“It’s what it sounds like,” she shot back.

The tension climbed again.

Tight enough to feel.

Helen finally spoke.

“You are a target,” she said.

Faye’s gaze shifted to her.

“But not a passive one,” Helen continued calmly. “That’s the part you’re both arguing around.”

I frowned slightly.

“What does that mean?” I asked.

Helen’s eyes moved between us.

“It means the spell is doing its part,” she said. “But so are you.”

Faye’s brows drew together.

“Me?”

Helen nodded.

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“Your reactions,” she said. “Your resistance. Your control–or lack of it. All of that affects how this progresses.”

Faye went quiet for a second.

Not convinced.

But listening.

“If

you fight it blindly,” Helen went on, “it escalates faster.”

That didn’t sit well.

I could already see it in Faye’s expression.

“And if I don’t?” she asked.

Helen held her gaze.

“Then you learn how to control what you can while we figure out the rest.”

Faye let out a small breath, her hand loosening slightly against the bed.

“That still doesn’t explain why going to them is even an option,” she said.

“It’s not an option,” I said immediately.

Her eyes flicked back to me.

“It’s not happening.”

That was the one thing I was clear on.

“It is… the only option,” Helen said. She packed up and left the room.

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