A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127

FAYE

I was sitting in the lounge, trying to get through the afternoon in peace, when the door opened and Cole walked in. He greeted me with a small bow, “Luna.”

I returned his greeting, “Cole.”

He smiled brightly like he had some good news… I actually thought he might have one. But then he extended an envelope toward me. My brows drew together as I reached for it.

“What’s this?” I asked, even though I was already observing it myself.

Cole didn’t answer right away, but he didn’t need to. The moment my eyes landed on the seal pressed into the wax, my smile faded. The crest of Silver Hollow stared back at me like a cruel reminder of everything I’d left behind…what the hell was this about?

This wasn’t a letter from family. They wouldn’t be writing me letters–if they had anything to tell me, they would have simply called. No, this was official, something meant to carry weight. My stomach tightened as I broke the seal and unfolded the parchment inside.

It was exactly what I suspected.

An official invitation to a summit. Addressed neatly… Alpha Alexander and Luna Faye of

Blood Crescent.

I almost laughed at the absurdity of it. Why on earth would Jason, of all people, think it was a good idea to extend such an invitation to me? Whoever had been in charge of drafting the letters must have been completely clueless, imagining that I–1–would willingly set foot in Silver Hollow over some summit, let alone in honor of Jason and Sage.

I kept my tongue still, though. Cole was watching me, reading me too easily. His eyes narrowed with curiosity, and then he said, “I take it you’re not exactly eager for the reunion.”

I scoffed, trying to mask the irritation creeping through me. “It doesn’t matter. I’m not going

anyway.”

Cole arched a brow at me. He didn’t argue, didn’t press, just smirked like he knew something I didn’t. “Good luck convincing your Alpha to go alone,” he said simply, before turning and walking out, leaving me with the letter clutched in my hand.

Would Alexander really have a problem with me not wanting to go? I didn’t think so. He didn’t know about me and Jason of course, but he knew what Sage did…at least.

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Chapter 127

Claim

I stared at the seal again, fingers tightening around the parchment. The humor I’d forced into my earlier reaction evaporated, replaced by a slow, burning annoyance.

I opened the invitation once more, scanning the elegant wording, though I already knew what it said. This time, I couldn’t laugh.

I should have been happy, shouldn’t I? An opportunity to go home, to walk the familiar lands of my childhood, to see my family again. But the truth was bitter–none of that joy came. All I could think about was the host.

Jason.

The first man I had ever allowed myself to love, the one I thought I’d spend my life beside. The one who broke me in a way I hadn’t thought repairable.

And Sage, my sister…my twin.

That betrayal cut even deeper. It was one thing to lose a mate, another thing entirely to realize it was your own sister he chose over you.

My lips tightened as I folded the invitation carefully, then dropped it onto the table beside me. I would give it to Alexander when he returned and let him decide if it was worth honoring.

But as for me? My mind was already made up.

I wasn’t going.

At least, that was what I told myself.

The longer I sat there, the more unsettled I became. The thought of seeing Jason again for the first time since leaving Silver Hollow sent a shiver down my spine–not because I still cared for him. No, whatever I’d felt for him was long buried. My life with Alexander had erased any room for longing or regret.

But disappointment lingered. Disappointment that resurfaced each time Jason’s name crept into memory. Disappointment that clung whenever I thought of Sage. I had trained myself not to dwell on it, to bury those pieces of the past where they couldn’t reach me. Yet with this single invitation, everything came alive again.

I remembered the way Sage used to call, relentlessly at first, probably to say she was sorry, she missed me…things that I didn’t want to hear. I had ignored her, again and again, until she finally stopped. Silence had been easier, cleaner.

But now… a summit where she would be hosting beside Jason?

There would be no avoiding her there. No ignoring her calls, no pretending she didn’t exist. If I

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