Alpha Hunter

Chapter 29

Turner:

I observed my mom descending the stairs, her eyes fixed on my face before shifting to Alpha King Hunter. I sensed her worry, afraid that the formidable alpha king might harm me if I upset him. But deep down, I was certain he wouldn’t.

After all, he was my dad.

A father never harms his kid.

“Turner! What are you doing up so early?” Mom rushed before me, blocking my view

of Hunter.

“I hit the hay early last night, so I woke up early, I shrugged, trying to ease her anxiety. She stared at my face as if she’d seen a ghost. My sweet mother worried excessively about me, and I cherished her for that.

“I’ll head upstairs and play with my toys then, I added, swiftly leaving her bewildered. I didn’t want her to know my plans.

Once in my room, I began pacing around, constantly tapping my fist into my palm, brainstorming a way to execute my plan. If she hadn’t shown up, I would’ve talked to my father. However, the kitchen was nearby, and Grandma might have overheard something. I wanted the conversation kept private.

“Dad will be so thrilled when he finds out I’m his son,” I smiled at the thought of my dad accepting my mother and me. I had longed for a dad for a very long time; everyone in my school had one, and

I wanted one too. So, the night I overheard my mom and grandma discussing my father, I was left stunned.

That night, I discovered that Hunter was my dad, and I couldn’t have been happier. It was like the greatest news ever.

Imagine being the son of such a powerful alpha king. But I also knew that my mom didn’t want him to know about me. She was upset with him because he was marrying that incredibly spoiled woman I had met in the pack. I didn’t like her. I couldn’t fathom what my father saw in her.

After a few minutes, my mom ascended the stairs to give me a goodbye kiss. I wanted her to believe I was returning to bed so that she wouldn’t catch onto my plan too quickly.

“I’ll go get ready for the day. Are you going back to bed again?” she frowned, opening the curtains. I had hidden under the blanket to conceal the change of my clothes. I was all set to go to the office with my dad, where I could have a conversation with him.

“I was a superhero in my dream, and now I remember I saw a house on fire. I shouldn’t have woken up because now who would save the house?” I lied, attributing the superhero role to my dad. He was so cool, and all the boys in my class would be jealous when they saw him. He was tall, muscular, handsome, and powerful.

“You are such a drama queen,” she shook her head, laughing at me. Fine, but after a nap, wake up and have your breakfast. Outdoor activities are essential for you, Turner,” she warned before bending over my head and planting a gentle kiss.

Little did she know that I was about to reunite her with my dad very soon. Once she left to get ready, I jumped out of bed and stealthily sneaked out of the bedroom. Grandma was occupied with the guests–two in total last night: the alpha king and the rogue king. I didn’t really like the rogue

king too much; he looked oddly familiar and scary. I couldn’t remember where I had seen him before, but it would eventually come back to me.

I made my way to the alpha king’s car and slid into the backseat. He had left the door open, probably to grab a bag. I had already slipped the bag inside the car when getting in and closed the door. When dad came out, he paused in confusion, likely wondering when he put the bag inside. He then sat in the driver’s seat and started driving.

His car smelled so good and cozy. My dad had excellent taste in music too. I couldn’t just reveal myself; I was afraid he would take me back home. I needed to have a talk with him, man to man. Somebody had to sit him down and ask why he

left my mommy.

He was driving fast yet comfortably, and I dozed off for a while. I woke up when he slammed the door shut and walked away from the car. I hesitated because now his assistant would come to pick up the bag. I had seen his assistant before. Jeffrey! He was a good guy, not showing any red flags. As soon as he opened the door to the backseat, I saw him yelp and step back.

“Hil” I waved my hand as Jeffrey seemed to have a heart attack. I disliked being the cause of someone’s stress, but I had no other choice. If I had asked my mom to let me speak to Hunter alone, she would never have agreed. So, I basically did it to be alone with him and have a talk.

Tneed to speak to Alpha King Hunter, I raised my finger to bring Jeffrey back to reality.

“What are you doing here? Does your mother know about this?” Jeffrey asked, in a panic when I jumped out of the car and fixed my jacket,

“Yeah, I told my mom before hiding in the backseat of his car,” I shrugged, trying to stretch my body as hiding behind his seat had made me bend my legs.

“I need to call your mother, Jeffrey grabbed his phone, but before he could call her, I hushed him down This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“You can call her after I’m done talking to the alpha king. Besides, I’m getting cold here. Do you want me to catch a cold?” 1 pointed, and Jeffrey rolled his eyes at me. Seel I knew he was a good guy. He walked me to the top floor and let me inside the alpha king’s office.

To my surprise, it was empty,

Where the hell did my dad go then?

Deciding to wait around, I noticed the picture frames on his desk.

“Such beautiful frames but wasted on a woman like this,” I sighed at the pictures of Tara. She had such a phony smile. Why would my dad choose her over my mother? My mom was so graceful and gorgeous; her eyes were a perfect shade of blue. and her hair was like the golden fur of a beautiful wolf.

“She is so-” I paused when the door opened, but instead of my dad returning to his office, it was the lady I didn’t like. She didn’t even knock and invited herself in. The smile on her face faded when she saw me instead of my dad. The black suit she wore looked so ugly on her, and her eyes were giving off evil vibes. Nevertheless, I didn’t like her, and my dad shouldn’t either.

“Hil” I still smiled at her because my mom taught me to treat everyone with respect even if I hated them.

“What are you doing here?” she suddenly yelled when she noticed that I was sitting in my dad’s chair.

“Well, I can ask you the same question, I said, then realizing she didn’t understand, I simplified it for her.

“You’re here too. I didn’t ask you why you are here, so you shouldn’t ask me either, I mumbled, feeling a bit hesitant to converse with her. She was loud and had a scary appearance. She didn’t seem like she would spare me if I didn’t behave right with her.

“Get out of this chair,” she rushed in my direction and grabbed my arm so hard that I feared she had pulled it out of my shoulder. She then forced me out of the chair and threw me on the floor. It all happened so quickly that I couldn’t even defend myself in the beginning.

“You are hurting me.” I whispered, getting to my feet and trying not to look scared of her.

“Why are you here, you little piece of garbage?” she hunched over and pinched my cheek, making my heart sink in my chest She was doing this without any fear.

I had never experienced anyone hitting me before, not even during my time in the rogue community where people didn’t raise their hands on children.

“I’m here to talk to Hunter,” I said, refusing to call him my dad in front of her and risk angering her.

“Why? Did your mom ask you to get close to him?” she grabbed my ear, not releasing it even when I winced visibly.

“No! Let me go, you’re hurting me,” I whimpered, attempting to pinch her hand to make her release me.

“You’re going to pinch me?” she hissed before pushing me, and I landed on the ground again. That was it. To hell with respecting her; she wasn’t even letting me speak.

“You are no one to ask me any questions. And don’t you dare put your hands on me again,” I hissed.

“Huh!” she groaned loudly, her eyes shooting daggers at me.

“I don’t like you. You are a mean person,” I yelled, tears welling up in my eyes. She narrowed her eyes and hunched down. grabbing my arm again to force me up.

“Your mother is the bad person. Do you know she sleeps with everyone? You better not make her meet your friend’s dads; she might sleep with them, and then your friends will hate you for it. That’s what she did to Hunter. She cheated on him. Yes! She was once mated-” she continued saying hurtful things, making me cry.

“I don’t believe you. Stop talking bad things about my mom, I winced and yelled, but she didn’t set me free.

“No, listen to me. Your mother cheated on Hunter, and now she wants you to get close to him? That was enough. With her mean words and her shaking me, I was left with no choice but to defend myself.

So I did what I never thought I would do.

Islapped her.

And that’s when I realized that somebody saw me do that. That’s when I realized that somebody saw me do that. The commotion inside the room and in my head was so loud that I never noticed the door had opened and somebody had stepped inside.

My dad had come into the room right when I raised my hand at her.