A Warrior’s Second Chance novel Chapter 375

ALEXANDER

For a moment after Faye left, I didn’t move.

The sound of her chair scraping against the floor lingered faintly.

I let out a slow breath, my fingers resting against the table as I stared at nothing in particular.

None of this made sense to me.

Faye’s dream alone would have been enough to pay attention to.

But this?

This was something else.

I lifted my head slowly and looked at Roman.

“Roman.”

He looked up immediately. “Alpha.”

I held his gaze, letting the weight of it sit there for a second before I spoke again.

“What exactly is going on?” I asked. “Are you sure about all you’ve just said?”

I paused.

“Because if this is some kind of misunderstanding…” I added, my tone tightening just slightly, “or you’re repeating something you think you heard–say it now.”

Roman’s jaw tightened immediately.

“I’m not making it up, Alpha Alexander. I swear,” he said, a little too quickly. There was a slight edge to his voice now, like he felt the need to defend himself before I even pushed further. “I wouldn’t lie about something like that.”

I didn’t respond.

I just watched him.

Roman swallowed, his fingers curling slightly against the napkin before he forced himself to still.

“I heard it,” he said again, slower this time, more deliberate. “And I saw it.”

My eyes narrowed slightly.

“That doesn’t even make sense at all,” I said, raising my voice.

Roman exhaled sharply through his nose, shaking his head like he was already expecting that.

“I know,” he replied. “I don’t know how it happened either. But I saw it. Please believe me.” His gaze lifted back to mine, steady despite everything.

I leaned forward slightly, resting my forearms on the table.

“You’re telling me,” I said slowly, my tone measured, “that you had the same dream as Faye at the same time, heard the same voice, and somehow understood parts of a language you’ve never heard before.”

Roman didn’t flinch.

“Yes.”

I held his gaze for a second longer.

It still didn’t make sense.

Not in any way that I liked.

But it wasn’t a lie.

Roman wasn’t reckless with his words. Not like this. Not in front of me.

And definitely not about something this serious.

“Alright,” I said finally.

Roman blinked slightly, like he hadn’t expected that response so quickly.

“It’s okay,” I added, my tone firm, cutting off whatever he might have been about to say next.

I pushed my chair back, the legs scraping lightly against the floor as I stood.

I should go check on her,” I said.

I was already halfway down the corridor when I realized she wasn’t in our chambers.

Isn’t something I thought about at first. My steps had been automatic–muscle memory, instinct, routine. When Faye walked out like that, there were only a few places she ever went without thinking, and our room was the first.

But then-

Without hesitation.

For a second–I just stared at her.

Because I was sure I had heard that wrong.

“…What?” I asked.

Her expression didn’t change.

Not even a little.

“I don’t trust him,” she repeated, her tone steady, like she was stating something obvious. Something that didn’t need explanation.

Something that had always been true.

But it wasn’t… not for her.

Not when it came to Roman.

My brows drew together, my confusion settling in deeper now as I took a step further into the room.

“Who?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer.

“Roman?” I added, my voice lower this time.

“Yes.”

I was shocked.

This wasn’t Faye.

She had defended Roman more times than I could count. Trusted him without question. Treated him like he belonged here long before he actually did.

And now-

Now she was sitting there, looking at me like this was normal.

Like nothing about what she just said was out of place.

“He has to go,” she added.