Second Chance Mates

-06- 🌹 From Wrong To Right

^ Picture of Kai Ambrose

"And everything went from wrong to right, and the stars came out to fill up the sky. The music you were playin' really blew my mind. It was love at first sight."
~Kylie Minogue, 'Love At First Sight'

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*Ryland's POV*

"I can't believe I'm really going to a fancy party!" Kai squeals excitedly in the back seat.

"Remember, it's not just a party," I tell him with a raised brow, looking at him through the rear view mirror. "It's a coronation. Meaning you have to be on your best behavior."

Kai sticks out his bottom lip in a pout. "I'm always on my best behavior!"

I can't help the snort that escapes me. "Sure, sure, whatever you say. I mean it though, Kai. You need to stay close to us. You're an unmarked Omega. If anything were to happen, Ronnie needs to be close enough to help. Promise me you'll stay next to us."

"I can take care of myself," Kai grumbles.

"Promise me," I repeat sternly. Kai casts me a glare, which I return tenfold. He holds my glare for a new more seconds before signing and slumping into his seat.

"I promise," he mumbles nearly inaudibly. I accept in nonetheless, knowing that's the best I'll get out of him.

"Where the hell am I supposed to park?" Ronnie asks aloud. Her eyes scan the roads, but there's not a clear parking lot in sight. With a frustrated groan, she pulls to the side of the road and parks. Her eyes glaze over for a moment before refocusing. "Lyn says there's an empty field behind the pack house. We should be okay to park there."

We pull around and park behind the enormous building before climbing out of the car and walking inside. I straighten the jacket to my navy blue suit, smoothing out any wrinkles that resulted from the car ride. Kai whines as I fuss about him, fixing his clothing and making sure he looks presentable in his dusty rose pink suit. His suit jacket is open, revealing the crisp white button-up shirt underneath. I lick my fingertips and smooth down his fluffy hair as Kai attempts to swat my hands away. Ronnie watches us in amusement. Her silk black dress, which is shorter in the front and much longer in the back, has intricate lace that extends two inches up from the sweetheart neckline, down to the long sheer sleeves. Her silky hair is twisted up and held in place by a obsidian clip, decorated with large jewels. No doubt a gift from Lyn, as Ronnie tends to shy away from anything too expensive.

We step into the house, the first floor resembling a lobby to some fancy hotel. There's a young lady seated behind a desk, like a receptionist. Her chestnut brown hair barely brushes against her shoulders, and she's wearing a proper yet plain cream colored dress that comes to her knees.

"Hi," I say awkwardly, and the girl looks up at us. "We're here for the coronation... we're Lyn's friends." The girl cocks her head to the side and her brows pull together in confusion. "Roselyn, sorry. Roselyn Garcia," I clarify.

"Oh!" The girl smiles brightly. "Yes, Leon gave me a list of Roselyn's guests, let me see here..." she pulls a slip of paper from a stack of documents on the desk and squints as she reads it. "You must be Ryland Ambrose, Veronica Vega, and Kai Ambrose?"

Ronnie grunts, making me grin. Leave it to Lyn to use Ronnie's full name to annoy her from afar.

"Yes, that's us," I smile politely. The girl nods and gestures towards the elevator.

"The coronation will be held on the fourth floor. You're a tad early, but feel free to look around the Hall of Alphas while you're up there. I'll contact Roselyn and let her know you're here."