A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 450

Chapter 450
ALEXANDER
Kyle finally reached for the map and rolled it up carefully after the discussion settled.
“I should get back to the men,” he said.
I nodded once.
“Go ahead.”
That was enough for him.
No unnecessary words.
No lingering around.
Kyle gave one final glance toward the desk before turning and walking out of the office quietly.
The moment the door shut behind him, the room felt different immediately.
Less formal.
Cole leaned back deeper into the chair across from me, stretching one arm over the side casually.
For a while, neither of us spoke.
But the silence wasn’t awkward.
It never was between us.
Years of friendship had made silence normal.
Finally, Cole exhaled quietly through his nose.
“You know,” he muttered, “I still wish I was coming with you.”
I leaned back in my chair slightly.
“That’s not possible.”
Cole rolled his eyes faintly like he already expected that answer.
“In my absence,” I continued, “you”
That part wasn’t negotiable.
be handling things here. Same as always.”
Cole had always been the one I trusted to hold Blood Crescent steady whenever I stepped away.
Not because he was the Beta.
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Because he was capable.
Because when things went wrong, Cole stayed grounded better than most people expected him
to.
Still-
I looked at him briefly before adding, “But I appreciate the support.”
That made him snort softly.
“Support,” he repeated dryly. “That’s one way to put it.”
A small silence followed after that.
Then Cole’s expression shifted slightly.
Less sarcastic now.
More serious.
And I knew immediately he was about to say something he had been holding back since I explained everything to him.
“What if this doesn’t work?”
The question sat heavily in the room the moment it left his mouth.
Cole shifted forward slightly now, elbows resting on his knees.
“What if Faye going there is a terrible mistake?” he asked quietly.
There it was.
Cole shook his head faintly.
“I still can’t fully wrap my head around this,” he admitted. “The idea of her deliberately walking into
a trap.”
Neither could I.
Not completely.
No matter how many times we discussed it.
No matter how logical the plan sounded when broken apart piece by piece.
At the center of it all was still the same brutal reality…
Faye was willingly walking toward people who intended to sacrifice her.
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