A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 517

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No wonder he had looked so pleased with himself.

No wonder he had insisted I wait for him at the office.

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He had needed me out of the way long enough to move this enormous painting into the living room without me seeing it.

I shook my head, still smiling.

It was almost funny when I thought about it.

Alexander could have placed it anywhere in the house.

Our bedroom.

His

way.

e private sitting rooms.

hosen the living room.

e place every guest would

one room almost everyo

e really was unbelievabl

For someone who surprisingly dran

Most peopl everythin

passed through… It was impossible to miss.

fe looking so calm and detached, Alexander had a

first time assumed he was completely indifferent to

ha… the intimidating one.

ted more than necessary.

ession barely changed regardless of the situation.

lly the Alexander I knew too.

articularly expressive

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He didn’t waste words…

He didn’t enjoy unnecessary attention.

He certainly wasn’t the type anyone would describe as flashy.

Which was exactly why moments like this affected me so much.

Because every once in a while, completely without warning, he would do something so ridiculously extravagant that it left me wondering where this version of him had been hiding all along.

He would pretend not to care about grand gestures.

cretly spend weeks painting a portrait of me.

ld act as though romance wasn’t something he thought about.

hang a giant painting of

no walked into the house

My smile softened.

the middle of the living room, where every single person

e it.

I remembered the w

ets.

od behind me earlier.

His hands tucked

Trying so hard

Yet waiti

That

like it genuinely mattered to him.

heart all over again.

hing else,” I murmured quietly.

“Y

ared into the empty room.

wly formed in my mind.

ould do something for him too.

ght grew stronger the more I considered it.

der had clearly poured so much thought and effort into this for me.

ed to do something

I appreciated it.

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I folded my arms thoughtfully.

What could I do?

Buying him a gift didn’t seem right.

Alexander wasn’t the sort of man who cared much about material things.

Maybe because he practically had everything.

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I tapped my finger lightly against my arm as I tried to think of something I could do for him.

Then an idea suddenly came to me.

I could med inner for him myself.

A prope

Not

my

red by the kitchen staff or organized by Martha, but something I cooked with s… just for my mate.

t made me smile immediately.

sonal, and after everything we had been through recently, perhaps that was exactly

needed.

served one quiet evening together with good food and no interruptions.

eetings, no warriors, no council discussions, no pack business, and certainly no talk ut Stonevale.

st the two of us enjoying each other’s company.

he more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea.

Then another thought suddenly occurred to me.

I blinked and frowned slightly.

Wait.

What was Alexander’s favorite meal?

I stood there for several long seconds, searching my memory for an answer.

I tried to remembe

te dish or requesting something specific from the

kitchen, but not

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Absolutely nothing.

I frowned even harder.

That was embarrassing….

Very embarrassing.

I actually didn’t know what my own mate’s favorite meal was, even after all this time.

I rubbed the side of my forehead, feeling slightly guilty.

Then again, it wasn’t entirely my fault.

Ale

had never been much of a food person, at least not from what I had seen.

e looked forward to mealtimes, but Alexander treated eating like another y meeting he couldn’t get out of.

Simply something that had to be done before he could move on to more important

ers.

If the time, I had to remind hi

Whenever he came to the di even he couldn’t justify sk

He never seemed exci particular dishes fr

He simply ate

work.

t all.

was usually because enough time had passed that r meal.

d, never talked about cravings, and never requested unless he was doing it for me.

aced in front of him, finished his meal, and went right back to

The m

t, the more I realized that I couldn’t please this man with food.

lliant idea.”

s another thought crossed my mind.

someone who would definitely know.

one knew Alexander

d be his sister.

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The

P

e me grin.

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sn’t making that call down here.

er overheard even part of my conversation with Irene, the entire surprise would be efore I even had the chance to make it.

nowing my luck, he’d probably appear out of nowhere the moment I started talking.

ching my phone, I turned toward the staircase.

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Chapter 518

FAYE

As soon as I got into the room, I scrolled through my contacts and tapped Irene’s name.

The phone rang several times, but she didn’t answer.

When the call disconnected, I lowered my phone and shrugged.

“She must be busy,” I murmured to myself.

It wasn’t a big deal. I could always call her again later.

Since I was probably going to head out to buy a few things anyway, I decided I might as well change into something more comfortable first.

I walked into the closet, looked through my clothes for a moment, and picked out a simple outfit. A few minutes later, I stepped back into the bedroom after changing, brushing a few loose strands of hair behind my ear.

Just then, my phone started ringing.

I smiled when I saw Irene’s name on the screen and answered immediately.

“Hello.”

“I’m so sorry I missed your call,” Irene said. “I was in the shower, and I only saw your missed call after I came back to the room.”

“It’s alright,” I replied. “I figured you were probably busy.”

“I’m glad you didn’t think I was ignoring you,” Irene said with a small laugh. “How have you been? How are things at Blood Crescent?”

“We’re doing fine,” I replied. “Everything is alright over here.”

“I’m happy to hear that,” Irene said. “And how are you doing personally?”

“I’m doing well too,” I answered.

“That’s good,” Irene said warmly. “So, what did you need? You don’t usually call me at this time of day unless there’s a reason.”

I smiled.

“You’re right,” I admitted. “I actually wanted to ask you something.”