Alpha Hunter

Chapter 23

Reyna Cruz:

“Reynal” her expression said it all. Her eyes sized me up from head to toe before she stood and faced me. Seeing her tear- streaked face strangely comforted me. She used to make me cry a lot when I lived with her, so I didn’t feel sorry for her looking so sad.

“I heard about your success,” she continued, wearing a very serious expression.

“Hm! I thought you only focused on my downfall?” I scoffed with an eye roll.

“Turner! Come, we need to head home now,” I reached out for his arm. I’d made up my mind to leave. I didn’t want to stick around for the entire party and cake–cutting. I wanted them to see me doing well, and they had.

“Who is he to you?” she asked, looking puzzled. I had concealed his identity so well that even when they searched for me on the internet, they couldn’t find a trace of him.

“She’s my mother,” Turner replied, grinning and hurrying to give me a hug.

“He’s your son?” she asked in a gentle tone. It seemed like she was surprised yet sad.

“Yeah, my son!” I pointed to my chest as Turner walked behind me. I was so focused on Yolanda’s expression that I didn’t see where he was headed next.

“Huh, so you did trap someone,” she commented with a hiss. I knew it. Some people just don’t change.

“I did,” I didn’t want to explain myself to her. Those days were over when she would demand answers from me, and I would start talking like a scared little kitten.

“I hope it was all worth it,” her smirk disappeared as she mentioned my newfound respect after cheating on my mate.

“I hope the same for you,” I smirked, and I bet she knew what I was talking about. She couldn’t hide her distress from me..

Coming here wasn’t as pointless as I thought it would be. It actually gave me insight into the relationship between Yolanda and Tara. It seemed Tara wasn’t as submissive as Yolanda wanted her son’s mate to be. She got lucky when she got me as her daughter–in–law, a naive maid for her, But Tara would never let her mistreat her. If anything. Tara might be the one mistreating her.

I walked away to find Turner again because he had gone missing once more. It was as if he had come here just to socialize with the pack members. But this time, I didn’t have to search too hard to find him.

I saw Hunter holding him by his arm and pulling him in my direction.

“Let him go, I nearly yelled, hissing as I freed my son from his grasp.

“Your son has no manners,” Hunter complained, giving Turner a disapproving look, and he suddenly appeared quite sad.

“You’re one to talk,” I commented bitterly, glaring at him for treating my child this way.

“Ask him why he was in my personal space?” Hunter continued to complain. I turned my gaze steadily to my son.

“He was in my library,” he added, and my eyes shifted from Hunter to Turner. I had no idea what had gotten into him because I’d taught him not to go where he didn’t belong or invade anyone else’s personal space.

“Turner! Why were you in his library?” I softened my tone when I asked him.

“Sometimes you have to be firm, Hunter’s comment made me straighten my back and point my finger at him. He didn’t like the idea, but I didn’t care.

“Don’t tell me how to raise my child, and definitely don’t discipline my child. You shouldn’t have grabbed his arm like that,” I hissed as I held my son’s hand, ready to leave.

“And what he did was right?” Hunter hissed under his breath, quickly following me. Everyone noticed us, but they pretended to be engrossed in their conversations.

Soon, we reached the parking lot, where we could have some privacy.

“Go wait for me in the car,” I told Turner, who nodded and walked away. I needed to speak to Hunter alone because I was extremely angry with him.

“He’s just a kid. Kids make mistakes. You should have brought him to me gently,” I was fuming because there was another outburst I hadn’t been able to express for so long.

“Go encourage his behavior. First, he spoke disrespectfully to the Luna queen-, before he could continue, I cut him off.

“He taught your beloved Luna queen how to behave, I muttered, folding my arms across my chest.

“You haven’t changed a bit. The same arrogance and-” he pouted, pointing his finger at me, as if holding back from saying something outrageous.

“Huh? I was never arrogant,” I retorted with a frown. What on earth was he talking about? I used to be so obedient, like a fool.

“Oh really? You used to be the one in charge in bed-,” he suddenly stopped, embarrassing both of us by bringing up something that should have stayed in the past.

Suddenly, I felt tears welling up in my eyes, a reminder of the past.

“You know what? It was a mistake coming here. None of your pack members would ever understand how it feels to be disrespected,” I hissed. As I was about to walk away, I stopped briefly to turn and look at him. “At least one of us stayed the

same

I noticed the frown on his forehead disappearing, but I didn’t get to see his subsequent reaction because I stormed into my

car with Turner.

As the journey began, I kept staring out of the window when Turner gently held my hand to get my attention.

“I’m sorry. I lost my way,” he whispered.

“You’re not supposed to let go of my hand or leave my side when we’re at a stranger’s house,” I cupped his face and spoke gently. There was no way I would be harsh with my son in front of those entitled people.

Ill never make the same mistake again. I hope Alpha King Hunter forgives me,” he whispered softly under his breath, catching my attention.

“You don’t need to worry about him. Even if he stays angry, who cares,” I shrugged and hugged my son. After we got home, Polline took care of Turner and put him to bed, while I waited for her at the kitchen counter after taking a shower and removing my makeup. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

*So, Turner had quite a bit of fun,” Pollige commented, probably having heard everything from his mouth.

“He met with everyone, I added.

“Hunter wasn’t entirely wrong. I’m sure he shouldn’t have held his arm so tightly, but Turner should respect boundaries.” Polline’s comment didn’t upset me, I knew she was right.

23

“I just don’t understand what happened to Turner there. He was trying to get away from me and talk to as many people as he could,” I wondered what was going on with him.

“Maybe he’s feeling lonely and thinks you’re drifting away from him. We really need to plan that picnic soon,” Polline suggested. While I agreed with her, I remembered one of my conversations with Turner in the car.

“He doesn’t want to go to the same old park. He kept talking about exploring the pack’s land,” I mumbled sadly as reality began to sink in. Even though I could earn a lot, there wasn’t much we could do outside the pack. It was an empty world with a lot of dangerous creatures lurking around.

More than half of the country was under the pack’s territory. There wasn’t much left for us to explore.