A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 490

ALEXANDER

I shut my eyes again immediately after Helen spoke.

The pressure inside the room still felt unstable around us, the markings beneath the flo flashing unevenly while Roman’s wolf continued resisting the connection between us.

Another violent pulse hit me straight through the chest.

Pain exploded through my side again from Roman’s silver wound, and I sucked in a shai breath through my teeth before forcing myself to focus.

“Concentr

Her v

“F

instructed firmly.

distant now beneath the violent energy filling the room.

ection. Speak to his subconscious.”

unnatural.

person I had ever connecte

uly like this. I never entere

mply sensed one anothe

times she heard mine

was completely

felt deeper.

gerously

evel before was Faye, and even then, it

s or spoke directly into her head.

nate bond. Sometimes I heard her wolf.

)

ether any of this would actually work.

ild and disorganized, like his wolf and mind still hadn’t fully

gainst the floor and focused harder.

ed to him in my head.

ught through the

red immedi

reacted angrily again.

“He’s still resisting,” Helen muttered.

“I know,” I snapped, already feeling it.

His wolf kept reacting to my energy instinctively.

Every time the connection deepened, it pushed back against me harder.

I forced myself to try again.

“Roman.”

This time shed calmness alongside the thought itself.

“You ne

this happen.”

The

flickered violently again.

shifted slightly.

ction eased for barely a second before tightening again.

elen noticed immediately.

she said quickly. “Again.”

nhaled slowly and focused harder.

Roman.”

Another pulse hit us.

But this time the connection held slightly longer before reacting.

The markings beneath us glowed steadier now.

Roman’s body stopped jerking as violently against the floor.

Helen immediately resumed chanting, her voice sharper now as she guided the ritual carefully around the unstable energy between us.

The room itself felt

Then another wave of resistance hit.

Hard.

My jaw tightened immediately as the connection nearly snapped apart again.

“No.”

“Alexander,” Helen warned sharply. “Push deeper.”

I frowned immediately.

“I’m already trying,” I said.

“Not deep enough,” Helen said.

Another pulse shook through the markings.

The glow beneath the floor flickered violently again.

Helen’s voice tightened.

Cha

“He’s still holding back too much. The energy isn’t flowing through him enough for the ritual to work on Faye.”

I gritted my teeth harder.

Roman wasn’t consciously fighting us.

I could feel that much.

But his wolf was still resisting my strength instinctively.

And somehow-

Roman himself still wasn’t opening up enough beneath all of it.

The flow between us remained incomplete.

Weak.

Helen’s chanting slowed abruptly.

Then her voice came sharper this time.

“We’re running out of time.”

The words settled heavily in my chest.

I focused harder immediately afterward.

p feelings for her.

And right now-

That might be the

strong enough to pull him fully toward us.

Toward the ritua

Toward life.

I hesitated

Then I u

“Ro

“Y

second.

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through the connection again.

happens if this fails.”

ween us reacted immediately.

what losing her means.”

lse tore through the markings.

ime it wasn’t rejection.

n hit the connection sharply.

1. er.

I pushed harder immediately.

“You don’t want her gone. You love her… you have to see her again.”

The reaction this time was instant.

The resistance cracked.

The flow between us surged violently enough to make my body jerk.

Roman’s body jerked sharply too.

Then suddenly-

The connection opened fully.

The strength finally flowed properly through him.

Helen inhale arply.

Chan

“Yes,” she

ed immediately.

She re

e incantation.

The

had begun.

E

ed violently through the room while the markings beneath us glowed brighter an

sure became overwhelming.

e connection held.

1. y.

ef hit me immediately.

worked.

nd yet-

Part of my mind remained briefly caught on one thing.

I had suspected before that Roman’s feelings toward Faye ran deeper than attachment or gratitude.

And the moment I used her to reach him-

The connection responded instantl

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Like some deeply buried part of him moved toward her automatically.

Clam

Roman himself, fully conscious, would probably never admit something like that aloud out c respect for me.

But subconsciously-

There was no hiding from what mattered most to him.

I pushed the thought aside immediately afterward.

It didn’t matter right now.

None of it did.

Not while she still lay motionless across from us.

Not while this was her only chance.

Helen’s chanting continued rising around us while the ritual deepened further.

The markings beneath the floor pulsed steadily now.

Roman’s body remained tense from the silver wound, but he stopped resisting completely.

The flow held steady.

And for the first time in longer than I could remember-

I prayed.

Not because tradition demanded it.

Not because I believed rituals and faith solved everything.

But because right now-

There was nothing else left for me to do.

Please…

Bring her back to me.

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