Alphas Second Chance Mate Sidonie Carlyle

Chapter 98

AMELIA’S POV

Stirring from my slumber with my senses gradually coming back to me, | was greeted by the sound of mu ffled s

obs echoing through my room. Confusion clouded my mind for a moment before | realized that it was Kyla. She

sat on the floor, resting her back against the wall, in tears.

Struggling against the waves of pain that washed overwith each movement | made in a bid to look at her, |

turned my head to face her, wincing as | did so. Kyla rushed to my side, her face etched with concern and worry

as she was now in the know of my consciousnes.

“Please, Amelia, don’t strain yourself,” she pleaded as her voice trembled. “You need to take it easy and let

yourself heal.”

| managed a weak smile, though the pain that coursed through my body made it difficult to find any semblance

of comfort.

“I'll be fine, Kyla,” | reassured her as the words cout strained and breathless.

“Why are you crying?” | asked, my voice barely above a whisper as | struggled to make sense of the situation. “Is

everything alright?”

Kyla shook her head, tears glistening in her eyes as she tried to compose herself.

“I just... | feel so sad seeing you like this,” she admitted, her voice choked with whatever emotion made her

begin to cry in the first place.. “You don’t deserve to suffer like this, Amelia. You tried your best for this pack and

you still do. It’s not fair.”

Her words struck a chord deep within me, stirring a swell of gratitude and affection for the sister who had stood

by my side through thick and thin.

Tears welled up in my own eyes as | reached out to grasp her hand, squeezing it tightly in a silent gesture of

appreciation and understanding.

“Thank you, Kyla,” | whispered, “But it was my fault.”

“How is it your fault?” She asked, not agreeing with my point of view.

“I didn’t do as ordered, Kyla. Lbroke the rules.” | said. | didn’t want her to have any

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grudge against anyone in my stead.

“How is it your fault that

fault that Varef got on your nerves without caution in front of the Queen Mother? How is it your fault that the

Queen mother watched on while Varef angered you till you couldn't take it anymore when she could have

stopped you both? Just tellhow that is your fault.”

“How did you get to know all these?” | was surprised that she knew exactly what happened withouthaving to

tell her.

“When | received the message that you were in the punishment ground, | wasn’t sure how true the anything that

would implicate you.” She answered to my surprise.

message was. So, | had to go confront Lord Varef before doing

“Did he hurt you? Did he say anything terrible to you?”

“No, he didn’t. Shocking enough, he toldto go get you there before | even asked my question. It was like he

was expectingalready.” She answered. | guess Varef was really pained aboutbeing punished.

“Thank you, Kyla.” | expressed my gratitude.

“It's my duty, Amelia. But why did Canthra Minerva punish you for that little misdeed? This obviously isn't the

first tyou and Varef would act up in her presence. Why did she choose to punish you today?”

“That was because, | drew out my weapon.” | replied truthfully and she went silent right away. There was no one

who didn’t know what drawing one’s weapon in the presence of the Queen mother meant.

“See, | told you I was at fault”

“No, it’s still unfair. How could she punish you with the Seven strikes just because of that.”

“It's better than death, Kyla. You know that”

“And when will you stop déluding yourself with this blind loyalty of yours? Can't you see that you're being used

here? To the Queen mother, you're nothing but a pawn, a chess piece she could toss away when she’s not in

need of it.” She paused, looking atin the eye./

“To her, you're just someone she could use as a scapegoat when she feels like it.”

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Kyla didn’t hold back as she spoke.

“Hey, lower your voice. | bet you don’t want to get in trouble like | did.” | warned softly and she sighed, casting a

measuring look at me.

“Sincerely, you need to start getting smart, Kyla.” She sat on the bed with me.

“What do you expectto do? Do | have a choice in all these?”

“No, you don’t, but...”

A knock on the door made her keep quiet as we stared at each other suspiciously. Someone was knocking,

obviously it could be anyone. Could they have heard our discussion?

“Go get

Upon opening the door, | didn’t hear her speak or make

| said and she nodded, spri ging towards the door.

any

sound.

“Who's there?” | asked.

“No one,” she replied, returning to my side

“There was no one there when | opened the door. But | saw this at the doorstep.” She showeda bottle which

she said to have picked up at the door. Definitely, the person who knocked must have left it there.

| opened the bottle and the smell of medicine filled my nose.

“It’s medicine for wounds.” | said to expectant Kyla.

“Who could have left it there?” She asked, looking in the direction of the door.

“Anyone. Maybe, Varef.”

“Lethelp you with applying it.” She collected the bottle fromand | positioned myself well, exposing my

back to her.

As Kyla tenderly applied the ointment to my wounded back, | couldn't help but wince at the stinging sensation

that accompanied the soothing relief. Her touch was gentle, yet each movement sent ripples of discomfort

through my tender skin. Despite the pain, | remained still, grateful for Kyla’s unwavering support and care.

“I'm so sorry, Amelia,” Kyla whispered softly, her voice laced with genuine remorse

as she continued to apply the ointment. “I wish there was something more | could do to ease your pain.”

“It’s alright, Kyla,” | reassured her, my voice strained with discomfort. “You're doing everything you can, and |

appreciate it more than

you know.”

While she was treating my wounds, the Queen mother’s words about empathy and fear couldn't leave

v mind

It rang continuously.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Kyla finished applying the ointment, and | slowly stood up, carefully pulling

my clothes back on over my sensitive skin. Kyla’s concerned gaze followed my every move, her brow furrowed

with worry.

“Where are you off to?” she asked in a defensive manner. “Surely you're not planning to go out in your current

state?”

| shook my head, a grim determination settling overdespite the lingering pain.

“I have no choice, Kyla,” | replied, my voice firm. “The Queen Mother has orderedto attend to my duties, and

| cannot disobey her command.”

“To hell with the Queen mother. Can't you just rest today?”

“I can’t.” | said, placing my hands on her shoulder. “I'll be back soon.”