Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Crystal and Theo)

Chapter 92

AMELIA’S POV

The knock on my door came with a subtle sound, but it reverberated through the silence of the room like a thunderclap. I knew what that meant right away – another mission awaited me, calling me to action in the shadows where I belonged.

With a sigh, I stirred from the depths of sleep, my mind already racing with the possibilities of what the next assignment might entail. This was the life I had chosen, the life of a covert operative, where danger lurked around every corner and trust was a commodity in short supply.

I reached for the note that had been sl*pped under my door. Unfolding the parchment, I scanned the contents quickly, committing the details of my next mission to memory.

The instructions were clear and concise, detailing my objectives and the timeline for completion. There was no room for error, no margin for hesitation – only swift and decisive action would suffice in the world I inhabited.

With a sense of purpose, I set about preparing for the day ahead, donning the attire of a woman of means, concealing the weapons that lay hidden beneath the layers of fabric. As the first rays of sunlight began to filter through the curtains, I knew it was time to depart.

“I know you’re leaving on another mission, Amy. Please, be safe.” Kyla had said to me before I had the chance to leave.

“Thanks so much, Kyla. I will try my best to be safe.” I uttered with sincerity. For reasons, I just love and appreciate her. Aways watching out for me.

Stepping out into the cool morning air, I felt a surge of adrenaline course through my veins, my senses sharpening as I embraced the familiar thrill of the hunt. The surrounding streets were alive with activity, but to me, they were nothing more than a backdrop for the game that was about to unfold.

As I made my way through the bustling crowds, my mind focused on the task at hand, the rhythm of my footsteps echoing the steady beat of my heart. For in this world of shadows and secrets, there was no room for hesitation – only action would suffice, and I was more

than ready to answer the call.

“You should find a way to meet with the Beta. Make him crazy about you!” The order had read.

Thinking about meeting my mate once again had me so nervous that I swallowed on nothing consecutively.

How was I going to meet him without actually falling? How would I create an impact on him without actually getting affected. To others, the task might look simple, but to me, it wasn’t. I knew myself too well than to think it was.

Advancing in my plans, I had to find out where the Moon Shadow Beta would be. Asking around in disguise, I found out that he was at the recovery and rehabilitation camp of Moon Shadow where the werewolves affected by our previous sneak attack were kept.

Quickly, I formulated plans on my mind about what I was going to do.

Putting my plans, into action, I approached the recovery and rehabilitation camp of Moon Shadow, my heart racing with anticipation, my mind focused on the task at hand. As I neared the entrance, I spotted two young pups engaged in a heated scuffle, their growls and snarls filling the air with tension.

Without hesitation, I moved to intervene, stepping between the two pups with a firm but gentle hand.

“Hey now, what’s all this about?” I asked, my voice calm and soothing as I sought to defuse the situation.

The pups paused in their fight, casting wary glances in my direction as they sized me up. “She started it!” one of them exclaimed, pointing an accusatory paw at the other.

I shook my head, a small smile playing at the corners of my l*ps.

“It doesn’t matter who started it,” I replied, my tone firm but gentle. “What matters is that you both stop fighting and learn to get along.”

As I spoke, I made sure to keep my voice loud enough for the Beta, my mate, to hear. I knew that he was nearby, and I wanted to make sure that he took notice of my presence.

Sure enough, as I glanced over my shoulder, I caught sight of him watching from a distance, his eyes narrowed in curiosity as he observed the scene unfolding before him. With a subtle shift in my stance, I made sure to position myself in such a way that he couldn’t help but notice me.

But as the tension between the pups began to ease and they reluctantly backed down, I knew that it was time for me to make my exit. With a final glance in the Beta’s direction, I turned on my heel and made my way out of the camp, a sense of satisfaction coursing through me as I knew that he would follow.

Sure enough, as I glanced back over my shoulder, I saw him emerging from the camp, his gaze fixed on me with a mixture of curiosity and intrigue. And as I disappeared into the shadows, I couldn’t help but smile to myself, knowing that my plan was working perfectly.

Hurrying through the crowded streets, my heart pounded with anticipation and I made sure to keep a careful eye on my surroundings, weaving in and out of the throngs of people in an effort to remain inconspicuous. I walked in a zigzag manner, my pace brisk but purposeful, all the while keeping an eye out for any signs of the Beta’s approach.

Suddenly, I spotted a woman struggling to untangle some materials, her frustration evident on her face as she attempted to wrestle the stubborn knots into submission. Without hesitation, I moved to her side, offering a helping hand with a warm smile.

“Here, let me give you a hand with that,” I said, my voice friendly as I began to unravel the tangled mess. The woman looked up at me with gratitude, her eyes lighting up with relief as I worked to free the materials from their entanglement.

As we worked together, the woman chattered away, sharing snippets of her life and the challenges she faced. I listened attentively, nodding along as she spoke, all the while keeping a watchful eye out for any sign of the Beta’s approach.

Sure enough, I was done with helping the woman.

“Thank you, miss. You’re really a good person.” She said and I flashed her a smile.

“It’s nothing, really. I’ll take my leave now.”

I said and turned to leave without waiting for another of her response. Then, I heard his voice behind me, his tone commanding and authoritative as he called out to me to stop.

“Stop there, young lady!” His masculine voice reverberated a few feet behind me. My heart skipped a beat, but I forced myself to remain calm, turning to face him with a neutral expression.

“Is there a problem, sir?” I asked, my voice steady despite the rapid fluttering of my heart. The Beta’s gaze bore into mine, his eyes searching in them.

But I met his gaze head–on, my expression open and honest as I awaited his response.

“I should ask you that question, young lady.” He replied without blinking as she stared at me more intently.