A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 453

Chaptes 453

Chapter 453

ALEXANDER

I couldn’t stay in that room.

Not another second.

The moment she handed me that letter so calmly-so casually-it felt like something inside me ached in a way I couldn’t explain properly.

Like I was standing there listening to her discuss the weather instead of the possibility of her dying.

Dying.

And not coming back to me.

All I could hear in my head was the way she said it.

So calm… so composed.

As if the only thing I needed to worry about after her death was delivering some letter to Silver Hollow.

I knew Faye.

I knew she wasn’t trying to hurt me.

That wasn’t what this was.

She was just preparing.

Trying to protect everyone even now.

Trying to prevent a war before it could happen.

But while she sat there accepting possibilities…

was still fighting against them in my head every second.

I could feel emotions rising too quickly inside my chest.

Frustration, fear… anger at the situation.

Anger at myself for not being able to fix it.

And the last thing i wanted was for her to see any of that right now.

Not tonight

Not when she was already carrying enough.

So I forced myself to stay quiet,

Forced myself to nod

Forced myself to kiss her forehead like I was composed enough to handle this conversation properly.

Then I turned and walked toward the door before anything cracked through my expression.

I almost made it out.

Almost

Then…

“Alexander,”

Her voice stopped me instantly,

I paused near the doorway.

But I didn’t turn around.

Faye spoke anyway,

“You should speak with your mother.”

My breath caught.

Of all the things I expected her to say… that wasn’t one of them.

I stayed still where I was.

Her voice softened slightly, “No one knows how things will turn out tomorrow.”

That sentence settled heavily in the room immediately.

Because she wasn’t wrong.

Tomorrow could change everything.

One way or another.

“The little opportunity you have to make things right with her…” she continued query should make it count.”

I gave another nod even though she couldn’t properly see it from where i stood

Then I left the room.

This time, I didn’t stop again.

The hallway outside the chambers was quiet as I walked through it, the envelope still in my hand, feeling heavier than paper should.

Everything felt heavier tonight.

The house, the silence… even breathing.

I made my way toward the office without thinking much about the route itself. My mind was somewhere else entirely.

Still stuck on Faye’s voice.

You should speak with your mother.

pushed the office door open and stepped inside before shutting it quietly behind me.

The room was dim now, lit only by the faint moonlight slipping through the windows.

I walked around the desk slowly and finally placed Faye’s letter inside the drawer.

For a moment, I just stood there.

Then both my hands settled against the edge of the desk as I leaned forward slightly, lowering my head.

I closed my eyes briefly.

Because the truth was… I knew exactly what Faye meant.

She wasn’t just telling me to go have some casual conversation with my mother before

tomorrow.

That wasn’t it.

This was bigger than that.

Much bigger.

A lot was going to happen tomorrow.

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The least I could do was let her know I understood what she was sacrificing

That I appreciated it

That I appreciated her

But even thinking about that conversation felt strangely difficult.

Not because I didn’t mean it.

But because neither of us were good at things like that.

Helen wasn’t warm.

Not in the way other mothers were.

She never had been.

And I wasn’t any better myself.

Maybe that was part of the reason we clashed so much.

Too similar in the worst ways.

Neither one of us knowing how to soften properly.

Neither one of us good at saying what actually mattered until things became desperate.

I let out another slow breath and rubbed a hand briefly over my face.

Even with Faye, I struggled with it.

I had just walked out on my mate moments ago because I was afraid she would see too much in my eyes.

The fear, the anger… the weakness.

I could stand before warriors without flinching.

Lead battles, handle bloodshed without hesitation.

But standing there while the woman I loved calmly handed me a letter meant for after her death…

That almost broke through my control completely.

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And I hated that.

Because I couldn’t properly hide them from her.

I stared ahead for another long second before finally straightening fully away from the desk.

Enough.

Whether I liked conversations like this or not didn’t matter anymore.

Faye was right.

Tomorrow could change everything.

And if I let pride or discomfort stop me from speaking now, there was a chance I might never get another opportunity again.

I sighed quietly to myself.

Then finally pushed away from the desk completely and walked toward the office door.

Whether I knew how to do this properly or not, I still had to do it.

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