Alpha Hunter - Chapter 66: Chapter 66
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Ashlyn Knight:
We arrived home feeling happy and content. I couldn’t wait to tell Polline that Samuel had proposed and I had said yes. I knew she would be the happiest after hearing the news. After Turner, if there was anyone who wanted true happiness for me, it was Polline.
“Sam, don’t let go of me,” I giggled as he carried me into the bedroom. He chuckled before attempting to toss me onto the bed. I held onto his shirt tightly, laughing loudly as he spun me around and then finally released me onto the bed.
I landed on the soft mattress and started laughing. But before long, Samuel crawled onto the bed and pinned my hands above my head. His eyes hungrily stared at my lips before he kissed me passionately.
I was feeling aroused too. After the proposal, things really heated up for us. I couldn’t help but notice him looking at my breasts or touching my thighs. I knew we were going to make love tonight.
“Hmm! My dick really wants to taste your pussy,” he whispered on my lips, dry humping me and driving me crazy.
“I have been dying to—,” as I noticed he was unzipping his pants, my phone began to ring.
I tried to focus on him, but my phone kept ringing. Now it was starting to worry me. At first, I thought I could just ignore it and go with the flow, but then the thought of my son being away from me flooded my mind.
What if it is my son?
I saw him looking a little sad tonight. And as much as I wanted to step away from Samuel, I was aware that it would give Ian new ideas. If he realized I am getting affected by my son’s sadness, he would use it against me. Hence, I continued to go with the flow reluctantly.
It was not like I didn’t see the sadness on my son’s face.
Once we were both completely naked and Samuel was in the process of spreading my legs, my phone rang again, and this time, I really wanted to make sure my son was fine. So many phone calls can’t be nothing.
“Hey, I need to see who is calling me,” I said, closing my legs and rolling from under him with a sheet in my hand and over my chest.
“It will be Turner wanting to FaceTime you. You’re not thinking of making it a habit, are you?” I hear his voice sounding very low. He complained with his hands too.
“It is Polline,” I frowned at the screen. Now that was even concerning. She would never call me at this time even if Turner asked her to connect us for a FaceTime. She would make up an excuse to let me be alone. So it seemed serious.
“Maybe she found out about the engagement and is calling to congratulate you?” Sam jumped out of the bed, hugging me and then grabbing my boobs while kissing my neck from the back.
“She had sent me so many messages as well,” I noticed that the notifications weren’t only of her calling me.
“And besides, who even bombards someone’s phone with notifications just to congratulate them?” I was worried and was trying to go through the text messages but Sam kept pinching my nipples and making me squirm.
However, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to just do it. I shrugged myself free and stepped aside. This time, Sam didn’t attempt to come closer again.
“Fine. Just check the messages and put your phone down,” he grumpily returned to bed, lying there with his hands under his head and his eyes watching me.
I nodded and the very first message I opened was able to shake the world from under my feet.
Polline: Please answer my call, it’s about Turner.
Polline: Turner is very sick.
That was all I needed to see to start panicking. I didn’t even read the rest of the messages before I walked over to the closet to grab a white dress, anything that I could grab first.
“Why are you dressing up?” Samuel’s shocked filled voice entered my ears but I was so consumed by worry that I couldn’t answer him right away.
“What?” Sam must have rolled his eyes; that’s how he sounded when questioning me.
“Polline said Turner is sick,” I announced, watching him watch my face. He didn’t seem to be affected too much.
“Okay? He is with his father, Ashlyn. Ian is an alpha king; he will have a list of doctors at his doorsteps for his son. What can you do at this time of night?” I don’t know why he chose to act this way out of all the nights, but since we were engaged, I really expected him to make my son his priority as well.
He didn’t even ask me what I meant by ‘Turner is sick!’
“Sam, it has to be serious or else Polline would have never called me so many times,” finally, I raised my voice and he understood the gravity of the situation. He got up from the bed to wear his clothes, whereas I left the room to call Polline.
“Hey, what’s going on? What happened to Turner?” The very first thing I did when she answered the call was to ask her about my son.
“It’s a mess over here. That woman should have watched her mouth before spewing so much negativity in front of him,” Polline sounded concerned as well as angry.
Just hearing about Maya gave me the idea that she was the reason behind my son’s condition.
The flashback of the day when my son had suffered the worst almost made me lose my balance.
“What did she do now?” I grunted, hissing under my breath.
“She came home all angry and annoyed and then started arguing with Ian about you. I don’t know what exactly, but I do know that Turner heard her say that you and Ian are both bothered by Turner. And that’s why you didn’t want to come stay in the guesthouse because you wanted him gone so that you could live in peace,” as she yammered it all in one breath, I closed my eyes to stop the tears from falling.
I wasn’t crying because I was hurt, but because of how much it must have hurt my son. I saw it in his eyes when Ian told him that he had offered me to stay with my son in the guesthouse yet I declined it. And since I didn’t deny it, Turner now must think that’s indeed the case.
“Polline, please tell me where Turner is? I want to speak to him,” I requested, feeling my body shaking in anger.
“He is not talking to anyone. He is in his room, crying and yelling. Ashlyn! Can you please come over because I am worried for him,” as she requested, I didn’t even hesitate to say no.
I have made up my mind to go see my kid so that he knows his mother cares so much that she was coming over at night to comfort him.
“I am coming,” I announced determinedly.
We arrived home feeling happy and content. I couldn’t wait to tell Polline that Samuel had proposed and I had said yes. I knew she would be the happiest after hearing the news. After Turner, if there was anyone who wanted true happiness for me, it was Polline.
“Sam, don’t let go of me,” I giggled as he carried me into the bedroom. He chuckled before attempting to toss me onto the bed. I held onto his shirt tightly, laughing loudly as he spun me around and then finally released me onto the bed.
I landed on the soft mattress and started laughing. But before long, Samuel crawled onto the bed and pinned my hands above my head. His eyes hungrily stared at my lips before he kissed me passionately.
I was feeling aroused too. After the proposal, things really heated up for us. I couldn’t help but notice him looking at my breasts or touching my thighs. I knew we were going to make love tonight.
“Hmm! My dick really wants to taste your pussy,” he whispered on my lips, dry humping me and driving me crazy.
“I have been dying to—,” as I noticed he was unzipping his pants, my phone began to ring.
I tried to focus on him, but my phone kept ringing. Now it was starting to worry me. At first, I thought I could just ignore it and go with the flow, but then the thought of my son being away from me flooded my mind.
What if it is my son?
I saw him looking a little sad tonight. And as much as I wanted to step away from Samuel, I was aware that it would give Ian new ideas. If he realized I am getting affected by my son’s sadness, he would use it against me. Hence, I continued to go with the flow reluctantly.
It was not like I didn’t see the sadness on my son’s face.
Once we were both completely naked and Samuel was in the process of spreading my legs, my phone rang again, and this time, I really wanted to make sure my son was fine. So many phone calls can’t be nothing.
“Hey, I need to see who is calling me,” I said, closing my legs and rolling from under him with a sheet in my hand and over my chest.
“It will be Turner wanting to FaceTime you. You’re not thinking of making it a habit, are you?” I hear his voice sounding very low. He complained with his hands too.
“It is Polline,” I frowned at the screen. Now that was even concerning. She would never call me at this time even if Turner asked her to connect us for a FaceTime. She would make up an excuse to let me be alone. So it seemed serious.
“Maybe she found out about the engagement and is calling to congratulate you?” Sam jumped out of the bed, hugging me and then grabbing my boobs while kissing my neck from the back.
“She had sent me so many messages as well,” I noticed that the notifications weren’t only of her calling me.
“And besides, who even bombards someone’s phone with notifications just to congratulate them?” I was worried and was trying to go through the text messages but Sam kept pinching my nipples and making me squirm.
However, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to just do it. I shrugged myself free and stepped aside. This time, Sam didn’t attempt to come closer again.
“Fine. Just check the messages and put your phone down,” he grumpily returned to bed, lying there with his hands under his head and his eyes watching me.
I nodded and the very first message I opened was able to shake the world from under my feet.
Polline: Please answer my call, it’s about Turner.
Polline: Turner is very sick.
That was all I needed to see to start panicking. I didn’t even read the rest of the messages before I walked over to the closet to grab a white dress, anything that I could grab first.
“Why are you dressing up?” Samuel’s shocked filled voice entered my ears but I was so consumed by worry that I couldn’t answer him right away.
“What?” Sam must have rolled his eyes; that’s how he sounded when questioning me.
“Polline said Turner is sick,” I announced, watching him watch my face. He didn’t seem to be affected too much.
“Okay? He is with his father, Ashlyn. Ian is an alpha king; he will have a list of doctors at his doorsteps for his son. What can you do at this time of night?” I don’t know why he chose to act this way out of all the nights, but since we were engaged, I really expected him to make my son his priority as well.
He didn’t even ask me what I meant by ‘Turner is sick!’
“Sam, it has to be serious or else Polline would have never called me so many times,” finally, I raised my voice and he understood the gravity of the situation. He got up from the bed to wear his clothes, whereas I left the room to call Polline.
“Hey, what’s going on? What happened to Turner?” The very first thing I did when she answered the call was to ask her about my son.
“It’s a mess over here. That woman should have watched her mouth before spewing so much negativity in front of him,” Polline sounded concerned as well as angry.
Just hearing about Maya gave me the idea that she was the reason behind my son’s condition.
The flashback of the day when my son had suffered the worst almost made me lose my balance.
“What did she do now?” I grunted, hissing under my breath.
“She came home all angry and annoyed and then started arguing with Ian about you. I don’t know what exactly, but I do know that Turner heard her say that you and Ian are both bothered by Turner. And that’s why you didn’t want to come stay in the guesthouse because you wanted him gone so that you could live in peace,” as she yammered it all in one breath, I closed my eyes to stop the tears from falling.
I wasn’t crying because I was hurt, but because of how much it must have hurt my son. I saw it in his eyes when Ian told him that he had offered me to stay with my son in the guesthouse yet I declined it. And since I didn’t deny it, Turner now must think that’s indeed the case.
“Polline, please tell me where Turner is? I want to speak to him,” I requested, feeling my body shaking in anger.
“He is not talking to anyone. He is in his room, crying and yelling. Ashlyn! Can you please come over because I am worried for him,” as she requested, I didn’t even hesitate to say no.
I have made up my mind to go see my kid so that he knows his mother cares so much that she was coming over at night to comfort him.
“I am coming,” I announced determinedly.
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