Betrayed Heiress: My Second Chance Mate is A Lycan King

Aira’s POV

The world was white. It was void of any object, any creature, and of any emotion.

My grip on Alex’s hand loosens, but he doesn’t let go of me; in fact, his grip was the one that tightened as his eyes looked around frantically. His eyebrows were knitted together as he took in our plain surroundings with bewilderment.

“What is this? Where the hell are we?” He demands, and I give him a subtle smile.

“We are in the spirit realm,” I tell him, and he only stares at me, almost like he was waiting for me to get serious and tell him the truth. But once he sees that I am not joking in any way, his eyes nearly pop out of his head.

“What the hell? I thought you were the only one that could come here,” he says, and I nod in agreement.

“Yes, I thought so too. To be honest, I didn’t really think this would work,” I admit, and he scowls at me.

“So, what made you think this would actually work?” He asks me, and I shrug.

“I didn’t know it would. I just knew that you really needed to see someone; I knew that you needed this. So, I put all of my energy into transporting you here,” I explain to him, and the shock in his eyes is evident. Believe me, I am equally as shocked with myself as well.

I don’t know what had gotten over me when I woke up to find Jared aiming a gun at my mate and ready to blow his brains out. It was like this strange burst of power suddenly coursed through me; it made me feel powerful, like I could do anything.

And I could.

The look Alex had on his face as Jared was getting pulled down to the earth’s core with tears in his eyes, it hurt me. I knew he never wanted it to end like this, so it wasn’t going to. He could see his best friend one more time, but firstly, there is someone more important he had to say a proper goodbye to first.

“So why did you bring me here?” He asks; the fatigue in his eyes was evident as he ran a hand through his hair.

“There is someone that I thought you would like to see one last time before we could finally close this Chapter.” I tell him, and his eyebrows crease.

“Who?”

Instead of giving him a verbal response, my gaze shifts to the woman standing behind him. Alex is quick to notice, and he spins on his hell to know who I was looking at.

He grew paler than a ghost.

The sight displayed before me warmed my heart in more ways than one. For the first time since I met Alex, I saw a vulnerability that I never knew he possessed.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Suddenly that heartless, ruthless king that terrorized the lives of many transformed back into that innocent, heartbroken boy that missed his mother.

Tears streamed down his cold skin as he looked at his mother with disbelief.

Elizandra smiled warmly at her son and opened her arms up for him. “Come here,” she says, and Alex wasted no time in running into his mother’s arms. A tear slithered down my cheek as I watched him sob into the arms of the woman he never thought he would see again.

“Mom,” he says in a shattered voice, and I knew that unhealed part of him was finally out. He finally displayed it. All those years he acted strong and avoided showing any hint of emotion, all while hiding his pain; he poured it all out now.

Elizandra ruffles her son’s hair and shushes him. “It’s okay, little one. It’s okay.”

“I am so sorry. I am so sorry, mother. Please forgive me,” Alex sobbed, and Elizandra shushes him once again.

“I know it wasn’t your fault,” she says softly, and Alex shakes his head in refusal.

“But if I had just said something, then maybe you guys would have gotten into another car, or maybe you guys wouldn’t have gone into town at all; maybe you still would have been here,” Alex says as Elizandra wipes his tears away.

“You were just a child that wanted to play with his best friend.”

Alex bows his head as he lets her words register in his mind. He doesn’t say anything for some time, but soon he says, “I am sorry I haven’t begun what you wanted me to be.”

Elizandra purses her lips and shrugs. “Yes, it is true that you have lost your way, but I have always been one to believe in redemption. And thankfully you have the perfect mate to help you with that.”

The both of them turn to look at me, and I give an awkward wave. My heart flutters when Alex smiles at me; it wasn’t just any ordinary smile. It was one of gratitude.

“And besides, I don’t think I am the one who needs to hear your apology,” Elizandra adds before stepping away to reveal someone standing behind her.

Jared.

His eyes widen once they lock with Alex’s. Anger flashes within his eyes, and he wastes no time before lunging at Alex, but Elizandra steps in between them, and he freezes on the spot. He stares at her with disbelief.

“Ma’am, how are you here?” He asks, the shock evident through his voice.

Elizandra places a gentle hand on his cheek and says, “It’s over, my boy. You are dead.”

Sadness overtakes Jared as his raised fists lower and his shoulders slouch. “Oh,” is all he could say as he let her words register in his mind. “I just wanted to avenge you guys,” he whispered lowly, and Elizandra nodded.

“I know, sweet child, but revenge and to avenge are not the same,” Elizandra says, and Jared shoots Alex a glance.

He shuts his eyes and whispers, “I am sorry.” It was clear that those words were directed at Alex.

He walks up to his best friend, and the two men stare at each other with hard eyes, with Elizandra standing in between them. And then they do the one thing that I never thought I would get to witness them do.

They hug.

It was a hard bro hug that said many things their lips could never.

“It’s okay, brother,” Alex whispers before pulling away from him. I walk up to him and he takes my hand in his.

Jared smiles subtly and says, “I guess you finally got your happily ever after.” He says, and I nod.

“So did you,” I say, and he looks at me with perplexity. Until a pair of arms wrap around him from behind. He spins on his heel, and the woman standing behind him nearly brought Jared to his knees.

“Sophia.”

My eyes nearly pop out of my head as he whispers that name. The girl had brilliant blue eyes and golden locks; she was gorgeous. She wraps her arms around Jared’s torso and presses her head to his chest. “I missed you,” she whispers, and that is when a tear slithers down Jared’s face.

He shoots me a glance and whispers, “Thank you.”

I give him a single nod, and a tingly sensation shoots up my arm. I look at them to find my arms and lower body slowly disappearing along with Alex’s.

It was time to leave.

“Until we meet again, brother,” Alex says, and for a moment panic fills Jared’s eyes.

He lunges at us with desperation in his eyes, “Wait!”

But it was too late. We were already gone.

Our time was up.