My Second Mate is Alpha King

Chapter 3 Do you really love him, Caitlyn?

Caitlyn's POV

For two days, I hadn't seen Raymond, and it had been the most peaceful time I'd had in ages. No endless chores, no putting up with Beth's abuse and mockery.

I could sleep in as long as I wanted.

Oh, Moon Goddess, only you know how I survived the past year.

It felt like living in hell.

But I couldn't sit idle. With my newfound freedom, it was time to start investigating my parents' deaths.

The only one left in the villa was Shay—the maid Raymond had assigned to look after me.

I hoped she could become a friend, I felt incredibly alone.

Now that I was no longer the alpha's heir, my old friends have distanced themselves from me.

Even my only real friend had been absent for a long time, as I hadn't returned to school in ages.

"Shay, I’m going for a walk by the sea at noon! You don't need to prepare lunch for me," I said happily to Shay in the bustling dining room.

"Understood, Miss Caitlyn," she replied.

As I opened the door, I froze. Raymond was sitting outside in his wheelchair, still wearing his golden mask.

"Oh... Mr. Raymond," I said nervously.

"Are you going to the beach?" he asked.

"Yes, sir."

"Then let’s go together," he said gently, his tone polite.

"Allow me to push your wheelchair."

"Of course."

There were hardly any humans or other werewolves around here—only the rustle of coconut trees in the wind and the rhythmic sound of waves lapping against the beach.

"Are you getting used to it?" he asked me.

"It's wonderful here," I replied sincerely.

"I'm glad you like it. I hope you're ready for the wedding tomorrow."

Honestly, I didn't care much about the details of the wedding. But I couldn't help asking, "Will Joseph and his daughter be there too?"

"Who?"

"The alpha of the Fang Pack and his daughter."

"They'll need to be present," Raymond said, seeming to sense my unease. He reassured me, "Don't worry, nothing unexpected will happen."

"Okay." I nodded, feeling more at ease. After all, I had escaped the Fang Pack! What else was there to worry about?

When we returned to the villa in the evening, Shya had prepared dinner, enough for two.

It was even my favorite: salmon.

I could hardly contain my joy.

Late into the night, I found Raymond hadn't left. "Sir, are you staying here tonight?"

"Yes, preparing for tomorrow's wedding," he replied, holding a book and nodding.

I felt a bit uneasy. It was the first time I had spent time with Raymond. After all, we were still strangers who had only met two days ago.

"Don't worry, get some rest," he said, gently stroking my head.

After he went to his room, I breathed a sigh of relief. Raymond was different; he didn't seem like a rogue at all.

Late at night, unable to sleep, I decided to go downstairs to get some water.

"Still awake?" Raymond's voice, steady and unexpected, startled me from behind, nearly making me drop the glass in my hand.

"Sorry if I scared you," he apologized.

He was sitting in his wheelchair, apparently downstairs for water, still wearing the mask.

Had he been wearing it at home the entire time?

I couldn't help but feel a little concerned. It must be uncomfortable, but I wasn't sure how to bring it up. When Raymond had the mask on, it was easy to imagine he was a handsome guy. But after his face was damaged, perhaps he didn't want others to mention it.

In the end, I didn't say anything.