Alpha Hunter

Chapter 141

Reyna Cruz

I don’t know what Samuel did to my food last night, but I knocked out like a log. I woke up around 8 am and still felt sleepy.

“Good morning,” Samuel breezed into the room, looking unusually cheerful.

“Um, good morning,” I instantly sat up and pulled the covers closer, even though I was only in a silk cami and shorts. He’d brought me some clothes the day before, so I was making use of them to convince him I wasn’t rejecting his kindness.

“It’s a wonderful day today,” he said, throwing open the curtains, which made me give him a suspicious look. I had no idea what he was up to now, but it definitely wasn’t something good. Anything he did always seemed to be carefully planned.

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“Really? Why’s that? I feel the same. Crappy and stuff,” I replied, trying to keep the conversation going while reaching for a robe.

“I heard some news from the pack,” Samuel muttered, sliding his hands into his brown pants and turning to face me.

“Really? What kind of news?” I asked, a knot of worry forming deep in my chest.

“Hunter left with his beta, Jeffrey, for some business trip,” he announced, and my fleeting happiness vanished. Not that I was happy. but I had hoped maybe I would hear positive news about Hunter and my son.

But it stung deeply to realize that life had carried on for Hunter as if I hadn’t left the pack and they hadn’t heard from me.

“Oh! How is that good news for us?” I questioned, avoiding eye contact with him. I busied myself with the bedsheets, pretending to mend them so I wouldn’t have to make direct eye contact.

“Turner is home alone,” he uttered, sending shivers down my spine.

“He’ll have plenty of guards and his grandma with him. Why are we discussing this early in the morning? It upsets me every time I hear his name,” I said firmly, not wanting Samuel to continue talking about my son and making any secret plans to bring him here. He wouldn’t be safe under the roof of a man who had tried to harm him before. Even the thought of it made me clench my fists.

“Okay, fine, we won’t talk about it. But let’s talk about us then, he murmured softly. There was something about him today that felt off. He was speaking very pleasantly, gazing at me as if there were no other worries left for him to deal with.

“Us? What about us? I laughed uncomfortably, quickly opening the closet door to pick out a dress.

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he approached me quickly and grabbed my arm, gently turning me to face him.

“I think we should focus on us now. Now that you know Hunter isn’t a saint and that you shouldn’t go back to him, I believe you should really consider your second chance mate,” he said, cupping my face as he spoke before ki*sing my forehead. My heart was pounding in my chest, and my skin felt cold.

The minute he pulled his l*ps away from my forehead and tried to ki*s my l*ps, I gently freed my face from his hands and looked

away.

“I want to, but there’s so much on my mind that moving on with you like that makes me feel guilty.” I hugged myself, speaking softly.

“What? Is it about Turner?” he asked.

“Samuel! It’s not only about him. I’m still marked by Hunter,” I said, “and my wolf hasn’t even woken up yet. I’m in pain and can’t even sleep well. How can I think about anything in this situation?”

He looked like he was beginning to understand what I was saying.

“I think I’m part of the reason you’re so upset and down. How about you get ready and freshen up while I prepare a surprise for you,” he suggested, smiling, his white teeth gleaming

“What surprise?” I gulped, forcing a smile onto my l*ps.

“You’ll see,” he grinned, “oh, and by the way, Sallie accidentally shoved your phone in her bag when she was collecting her stuff. She’ll bring your phone today, and if I get time, I’ll get you a charger,” he added before leaving the room.

I stood in my spot and kept staring at the door. There was no way it was an accident. But why did he look so happy? And was he really going to get me a charger today?

I followed his instructions, taking a shower and changing into blue baggy jeans and a white shirt before leaving the room. Breakfast was already served for me in the living room. Sallie hadn’t arrived at the castle yet, and the chef who prepared breakfast was already

leaving.

I didn’t bother checking the door anymore, I knew it was locked. I grabbed the sandwich but didn’t eat it. Instead, I waited for the chef to be out of sight, and once I was alone in the castle, I hurried towards the basement again. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

I wanted to speak to the rogue king and his mate once more. It was the same as before, but this time, I spotted a guard near the staircase and immediately retraced my steps

“Shit! Why is there a guard there? I cursed under my breath, walking away from the area.

“I need to get that guard out of the way, I thought determinedly. It also crossed my mind that the guard might have the keys to the

big door in the basement.

After pacing aimlessly for a few minutes, I came up with a plan the only plan that might work.

“AHHHH!” I screamed, and before the guard could come to check on me, I sprinted to the living room and sat on the couch, clutching my shoulders as if in pain.

“F*CK!” I shouted loudly, pretending to be distressed, and soon enough, the guard came running.

“What’s going on? Are you okay, Your Highness?” the guard asked respectfully, and I could see my plan working.

“My wound is hurting so much, and Samuel didn’t leave me any painkillers,” I groaned, rubbing my neck aggressively.

“Oh! I’ll call him and ask him right away,” instead of deciding to fetch me medicine, the guard swiftly started dialing Samuel’s number.

A gulp ran down my throat as I didn’t expect him to do that. I watched him with my face turning paler.

“Rogue king, the queen is complaining about pain in her back,” the guard said as he had the phone on speaker.

“And? You’re calling me. Don’t you know what I’m in the middle of?” Samuel’s voice screamed from the other side, and the guard made an awkward eye contact with me.

“So, should I do nothing?” the guard questioned, almost biting his tongue immediately.

“Why wouldn’t you help her? Don’t waste time and get her whatever she needs. If I come home and she’s in pain, I’ll make sure you face the worst pain yourself,” Samuel yelled, giving the impression that he cared a lot about me.

I didn’t care about his possessive behavior, it didn’t impress me. But it did help with my plan. The guard instantly agreed and cut the call, rushing towards the exit.

Now, I was on my way to the basement to speak to the rogue king and his queen.

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