A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 451

Chapter 451
Chapter 451
FAYE
The room was quiet.
Quiet in a way that made every little sound stand out more than usual.
scratching of my pen.
aint movement
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rtains from the night breeze slipping through the open balcony
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ven my ov
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be t
unded louder somehow.
able, staring down at the blank
aper in front of me for what had to
entieth.
honestly didn’t know anymo
beside me glowed softly, c
behind me.
have been resting.
as what Alexander morrow would h
w that mysel
oss the table while shadows shifted against
e of an instruction because I had quite a rough day,
e rest.
eyes… I kept thinking about tomorrow.
not wake up after…
I
s that I had already cepted that possibility.
that I could sit here in the middle of the night trying to write what was
letter.
ened slightly around the
ont of me looke
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Too empty.
Like it was waiting for me to decide whether I believed I was dying or not.
I swallowed faintly before forcing myself to keep writing.
A letter that would need to reach Silver Hollow if things went wrong.
If I died in Stonevale.
If Helen’s binding failed.
If everything failed.
My heart skipped faintly at the thought, but I ignored it and continued staring down at the words already written across the page.
I needed this because Silver Hollow would ask questions.
Of course they would.
My family would demand answers immediately.
And honestly-
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If it was only my family I was worried about, this wouldn’t even be necessary.
I could simply make a call or send a message.
Tell them everything myself.
But this situation was bigger than family.
Much bigger.
The moment I accepted Alexander as my mate…
The moment the alliance between Blood Crescent and Silver Hollow became official, everything changed.
Things like this could no longer be personal.
It was political too.
Which meant if I died under Blood Crescent’s protection, Silver Hollow would not stay calm.
And the problem was…
Not even my own family would be able to stop it.
Not my mother, not my father.
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Not anyone.
Because once pack leaders got involved, emotions stopped mattering.
Blame would come first.
And Alexander…
My eyes lowered briefly at the thought of him.
If I died, Silver Hollow would accuse him.
Maybe not openly at first.
But eventually.
Someone would say he failed to protect me.
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Someone else would question why he allowed me to go to Stonevale at all if he didn’t have a hand
in it.
And if nobody controlled it quickly enough…
War would follow.
I exhaled slowly and finally forced myself to look up.
My reflection stared back at me through the mirror.
Tired eyes, tense shoulders.
But strangely calm too.
That was the strange part.
I didn’t feel worry.
Or panic.
Like my mind had reached a point beyond fear and settled into something quieter.
I took a deep breath before lowering my eyes back to the paper again.
Then finally…
I continued writing.
Carefully.
Trying to make the words sound less emotional and more official.
< Chapter 451 Trying to make it sound like something a Luna would leave behind. Not just a frightened woman sitting alone in the middle of the night. I explained that a spell had been cast on me. That another pack sought my blood. That my condition had worsened. That my journey to Stonevale was not reckless but necessary. That it was my choice. That Alexander did not force me. I paused after writing that line. My fingers tightened around the pen again. Because somehow, even while writing it, it still sounded insane. I stared down at the page longer. Then continued anyway. I explained that Stonevale possibly held the answers connected to the curse affecting me. That going there represented my only chance at survival. That no retaliation should fall upon Blood Crescent if things went wrong. I stopped writing again. Slowly- My expression twisted slightly. Because the entire thing sounded ridiculous now. Actually ridiculous. I stared harder at the words on the page. How was any of this supposed to sound believable? It sounded like the kind of story people created after a disaster had already happened. Not a proper explanation. And Silver Hollow would tear this apart immediately. 18 O 4 Chapter 451 The elders especially. They would question every line, every decision, every motive. I could already hear it in my head. I closed ly. Th e. wered the pen onto the table. hatter how I tried to phrase it- bout this situation sounded reasonable. e more I wrote... the more impossible it became to explain without sounding insane. thout sounding like a child trying to ex shook my head once sharply. "No," I muttered under my bre I reached forward sudd could stop myse The sound y a disaster. paper hard in my hands, and crushed it tightly before I And uiet room. t across the room. ar the wall and dropped uselessly onto the floor. 6 Comments 18 LUCK DRAW >
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