Chapter 48
Hunter:
He sat across from me, head down, hands fiddling with the zipper of his jacket. He appeared upset, but at least he agreed to
listen.
“Spit it out quickly: I’m pressed for time,” he mumbled, furrowing his brow.
“Got an office to run to?” I teased. He pouted, crossed his arms, and turned his head to the side abruptly.
Polline, who had been silently observing us from a distance, finally approached with the question in her eyes.
“Yes?” I inquired, lifting my head.
“Can we have a private chat?” she hinted at Turner, signaling her desire for confidentiality.
“Talk in front of him; he’s my son. He should be in the loop,” I declared, noticing a slight softening in his expression when I referred to him as my son.
“Does Reyna know you’re here?” she inquired, glancing at Turner. I had to be careful with my response in front of him; he was soaking up every word.
“Yes, I lied, and she seemed to catch it, tilting her head and raising an eyebrow at me.
“Can we have some alone time?” I requested, noting the displeasure on her face. She probably had orders not to leave Turner alone with me. But what could she do? I wasn’t leaving, and she couldn’t oust the alpha king.
Reyna must have spun her innocent tale, and I didn’t care what Polline thought. My focus was entirely on my son now.
“So, if you’re done, I’ll take off,” Turner said, raising his head after Polline left as instructed.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, sliding to the edge of the seat and leaning in.
“For what?” he asked, tilting his head sassily.
“For being a lousy dad and not trusting you at the office,” the weight of my words sat heavily on my chest. I could only. imagine how he felt. He was just an innocent kid; why did I unload my anger on him?
“Hmm, doesn’t matter anymore, he shrugged.
“But I know it did back when it happened,” I replied, observing his expressions closely. His lips kept struggling to stay down, indicating that he was still hurting.
“Back then, I thought you were my daddy. But now—I know you are not,” he mumbled, masking his true feelings.
“Tell me, what can I do to fix it? I don’t want to lose you, Turner!” As I exposed my vulnerable side, I saw him lift his head, acknowledging the tears in my eyes.
It was true; Reyna’s betrayal had left me devastated. I had stopped living my life, every step a painful reminder of her. Yet, finding out I had a son like Turner brought a glimmer of hope. I didn’t want to lose that.
“You took her side over me,” he cried, lowering his head again. This time, his voice lacked bitterness, carrying more of a sense of complaint.
“I didn’t choose her over you, Turner! Your mother and I argue a lot, so I took her anger out on you. Besides, I didn’t even know you were my child. Nobody jold me, and when you did—I was just lost,” I realized I was a fool to share all this with a
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“Unlike you- would never ask my mother to show me evidence for her innocence,” as he finished, he looked behind me to someone I was like 1 had been struck with the sharpest dagger ever
Turning my head around. I watched him run to his mother, who had come with Samuel behind her. Of course she came with him There were clear signs of something going on between them and I never got to spot them until now
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literal child. But I had kept these emotions inside for years, and he was the only one I could trust with my secrets.
“Do you believe me now that I didn’t lie about that woman hurting me?” He looked at me with his big eyes, awaiting a
response.
In that moment, I knew fny son wasn’t the type to lie about anything. “Yes, I believe you,” even if I didn’t, I wouldn’t miss this opportunity to make amends with him.
“Hmm! Even if I tell you that I have no proof to share that I am indeed telling the truth?” He raised his brow, cheerfulness starting to become evident in his voice.
“I don’t need any evidence to prove that you are telling the truth,” I smiled at him, noting a little nod from him. I was willing to win my son’s heart now that I had an opportunity to talk to him.
His presence was so comforting. His cute little eye rolls won my heart.
“Then why did you ask my mother to come with evidence? Why did you believe that my mother is a bad woman?” His question sent shivers up my spine. The instant mention of the topic made me wonder how far Reyna was willing to go to make my son question me.
“Did your mother talk about this stuff with you?” Keeping my tone soft, I asked him, growing increasingly annoyed. Why were these things being discussed with a child?
“Tara did. That’s why I slapped her. I didn’t care that she was throwing me around and pinching me, but I will not let anyone talk badly about my mother,” his voice grew harsher with every word. I was stunned by the way he was standing up for his. mother.
“But–” Before I could finish a sentence, he jumped off the chair and added, “At least Uncle Samuel treats her right. When I found out he is her second chance mate, I panicked and rushed to speak with you, to ask you to accept us before Uncle Samuel does, but you let me down. I am happy to see how much he makes my mom happy.” My own son was praising my best friend, who happened to be my ex’s second chance mate?
The betrayal of keeping the truth hurt me. I was shocked and speechless for the first time in my life. If Reyna didn’t tell me because
we were no longer answerable to each other, shouldn’t my best friend have informed me about it?
“Unlike you—I would never ask my mother to show me evidence for her innocence,” as he finished, he looked behind me to someone. It was like I had been struck with the sharpest dagger ever.
Turning my head around, I watched him run to his mother, who had come with Samuel behind her. Of course she came with him. There were clear signs of something going on between them and I never got to spot them until now.
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