Alpha Hunter novel (Rayna and Hunter)
Chapter 126

Chapter 126 Reyna Cruz:

I drifted off again, dozing on and off before finally settling into a deep sleep. The sensation of wakefulness crept over me as the last traces of sleep cleared from my eyes. When I attempted to shift position, a hand on my shoulder halted me from rolling onto my back.

I couldn't believe I'd been sleeping on my right side the whole time. My eyes snapped open as I remembered whose bed I'd dozed off in. To my surprise, it was Sam, bent over me, his hand firmly on my shoulder, preventing me from shifting.

"Sam?" 1 murmured, noting the raspiness in my voice.

"You shouldn't lay on your back. Your wound hasn't healed yet, Sam whispered gently, using a comforting tone.

"It's still not healed?" I sat up, rubbing my eyes.

"You haven't transitioned, so it won't heal on its own. Right now, it's healing like any other human's wound, and you know that takes time," he explained, settling into a seat in front of me. "Oh! Then can you take me to a safe spot where I can transition and heal?" I asked Sam, who was preoccupied with arranging for food to be brought in.

"You're not feeling well right now. I suggest you take some rest," he advised, but I shook my head vigorously.

Sam, it's already too late. I don't want to linger here any longer. My son will be worried about me"

I grew impatient, unsure of how many days had passed since I left the mansion.

"You spoke to your son, did you forget?" Samuel questioned, and I frowned.

"I did?" I was a bit disoriented until I remembered the brief call with him.

"When was it?" I inquired, eager to know exactly how much time had elapsed.

"It was yesterday. You need to relax. Your son understands. He wants you to get better first and then go home." Samuel replied, opening the door to let the maid in with the tray.

What I didn't understand was why I had to stay here to heal. If he takes me back, I can heal just fine there. In fact, I'll be much more at peace with my son in sight.

"I still want to go back home. My son is there, and Tara too. I don't want to risk anything by leaving him with her," I insisted, watching as Sam set the table in bed and started serving food to me.

"I hear you. Just eat something first, and then we can discuss this his voice held a hint of hesitation.

I was certain something else had happened while I was passed out for two days. However, he didn't stay to answer my questions. Soon after serving me food, his phone rang, and he left the room to take the call.

Now, I was on my own, worried about my son and wondering what Hunter would think about me staying here.

"Nera!" I called out for her, planning to go for a run and heal as soon as I finished eating.

"It's been so long since you haven't answered me. Is everything okay?" I asked with worry, wondering what could have happened for her to abandon me like that.

"Nera! Now is the time to respond. We must heal or else-Hunter will think we've taken a side. I know I sound desperate and wrong for believing in someone's innocence who has a mountain of evidence agains him, but my heart tells me there's

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more truth to the story than am aware of. We'll only be able to know about it if we transition and go back home. I poured my heart out to her, but she remained silent the whole time.

"What's going on? If she's not waking up, does that mean I won't heal!" I wondered to myself. Without eating anything. I got out of bed to reach the mirror and took off my shirt. I tried to catch a glimpse of my back and the wound, and it just reminded me of something.

"Hunter said he couldn't heal-. I just don't know why, but it reminded me of that incident. Specifically, the fact that Hunter claimed Samuel had injected something into him which prevented him from transitioning.

"And now one of his people had injected something into me, and I'm dealing with the same consequences. I uttered int confusion. Something was definitely not right.

I couldn't express my thoughts to Samuel openly because I was in his home and in a very miserable state already.

"You haven't touched your food yet?" Sam re-entered the room and found me standing by the window. He wore a smile on his face, as if it were normal for me to be staying here.

"I'm not feeling like eating anything. I just want to heal," I said, noticing that he entirely avoided the subject and handed me a sandwich.

"At least eat this much, he offered, holding out the sandwich. I stared at it before softly shaking my head.

"No, I'm not really hungry." I said, trying to avoid his gaze. He now watched my face with a strange look in his eyes.

"Do you think I might have poisoned the sandwich?" It came as a surprise when he asked me that question. I turned to face him and frowned.

"No! Why would you think the worst about me?" I scoffed, unable to raise my voice because I was still very weak and hurting from the wound on my back.

He nodded to himself and then took a big bite out of the sandwich, making me roll my eyes at him.

"Sam! Can I please leave? Just drop me at the pack's border. I'll take it from there," I said, slowly getting exhausted with the way he wasn't letting me go. I didn't want to accuse him directly, but it was odd that he kept avoiding the subject.

"Reyna! Why do you want to go back so badly? Do you not remember what he did to you and how he stole everyone from you? Sam threw the sandwich away as he raised his voice at me

"So I wasn't wrong when I expressed concerns about you not wanting me to go back home, I said firmly to Samuel. "My son is there. How can you expect me to stay here without a care in the world for my son? I was done listening to him. It felt like I was trapped here now

"So you don't care about his actions? You forgave him? Are you not going to seek justice for Polline anymore?" he started to repeat himself, making me cover my ears as I felt like I was being attacked. "Enough, Samuel, I said, uncovering my ears. I noticed that he had stopped talking and was now watching my face with at shocked expression, like he had seen a ghost,

"I will do everything on my own. Not while being trapped in a house and gaslit by someone," I screamed, watching his face slowly drop and his jaw hit the floor.

"I don't have my phone and I have no contact with anyone. I feel trapped here," I yelled till I was out of breath. I was no stupid to not see what was going on.

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