Alpha Hunter

Chapter 92

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After he denied and looked too ashamed to admit it, I decided not to pressure him. But there was still something I needed to discuss with him, initially the topic of interest that he misunderstood. "Actually, I was referring to something else," I said, raising my brow as I watched him lift his head and frown.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"Were you?" It seemed like he struggled to believe me, but then quickly corrected himself. "Of course you must have been. It's not like me lying about still loving you was even up for discussion."

I understood he was trying to change the subject and make me believe his lie.

"I spoke to your mom last night after you left. She told me that--" I began, but he shook his head.

"My mom thinks I still love you. But that's not true," he scoffed. This time, I couldn't help but grunt at him.

"Can you just shut up and let me finish for once?" I muttered, and he pouted.

"Your mom told me that Jeffrey had gathered the data for you," I watched him nod and then tilt his head.

"But he never acted like he knew me before joining the office," I watched him shake his head, as if trying to understand what I was saying.

"Did you tell him not to act like he knows about us?" I asked, and Hunter shook his head.

"Why would I do that? I mean, I did ask him to spy on you and your ex," the bitterness returned to his voice, but before he got carried away and it became difficult to speak to him, I changed the topic back to my initial concern.

"Hunter, then why is it that the day everyone found out about you and me, he acted like he had no clue who I was?" I noticed him frowning at me, probably trying to understand why I was so fixated on the topic of Jeffrey.

"I don't know. But that's on you more than him. Why did you think he wouldn't know who I was married to prior to getting engaged to Tara? It's not like I haven't mentioned you to him before. Maybe it was just the spice he added to his own spy agent-type job that I asked him to do," of course, Hunter wasn't too concerned.

But something just didn't sit right with me.

"Okay! Anyway, I have to collect my stuff from my old house," I said, barely managing to stuff a spoonful of food into my mouth when I saw Hunter shake his head.

"We can buy you two new stuff," he uttered, and it sort of irked me.

"No, Hunter, I am taking my stuff whether you like it or not," I wouldn't let him confine me to the house or decide what I should do with my belongings.

"Okay! No need to raise your voice," he gently touched his ears, indicating he had a headache.

"I will come with you. We don't need to take Turner with us," he added. I found myself narrowing my eyes at him in question.

"Why? He can come and pack his own stuff," I watched him shake his head again.

"It's not safe to be out of the pack right now. The rogues are not happy about their rogue king being a crybaby, and I'm afraid they might come after you and my son," Hunter had to steel his eyes to say that because he knew it was his fault that things were now falling apart. "You must be happy since you achieved your goal," I taunted, to which he only made an ugly face and continued inhaling the soup.

Later, we got ready to leave and retrieve our belongings. Tara had gone to be with her parents for a day, so leaving Turner behind with Mrs. Sparrow wasn't a big deal. She wasn't the crazy woman anymore who used to hate me.

Hunter and I traveled alone in the car, with me sitting in the backseat and refusing to sit in the front with him. After we arrived, we both got out of the car and noticed some writing on the walls of my house.

My jaw dropped when I saw the threats that the rogues wrote for me and my son.

"What the heck!" I whispered in shock.

'I don't know how to feel about this,' Nera was so disappointed at the way those rogues behaved.

They were wishing me and my son to never set a foot into the rogue community. I was outraged that they were dragging my son into this mess. They were accusing me of hurting their rogue king and fleeing with the alpha king just for the sake of the luxuries of a pack. "Don't worry, I will get their asses where they belong," Hunter, who had been staring angrily at the writing, hissed and clenched his jaw.

"Of course you would. After all, it's all your doing," I spat out angrily and walked inside the mansion. It broke my heart when I realized my house had been almost vandalized. There were broken windows and pieces of furniture everywhere.

"Yeah, I am sorry that the rogues are so dumb," he commented but I didn't stop to argue with him.

Hunter had come with his warriors, and before I didn't know why, but now I could tell why.

The situation was really taking a dark turn. The rogues were really upset about the whole cancellation of the wedding. Plus, their rogue king going into hiding was also upsetting them.

"We kicked them out and beat them up," I heard one of the warriors tell Hunter, who had come here to protect my property after receiving notifications that the rogues had lost their minds.

My eyes were teary as I watched the mess they had made in such a short time. I had put so much love into everything.

"Just grab your clothes and other stuff so that we can leave as early as possible," Hunter whispered from behind me, and I hissed at him, hurrying upstairs to my room for a moment. Once I sat down in my bedroom, I began to breathe in and out to calm myself down. "Excuse me, what have I done to piss you off again?" Hunter arrived aggressively and stood in the doorway, questioning me in a loud tone.

"You are the reason all this is happening. I can't believe you didn't think before pulling that stunt. Did you not know the rogues would turn against pack people?" I yelled, watching him shrug.

"So what? It's not like they can't be taken care of. And as for turning someone against someone, if you had married that rogue king, the entire packs would have turned against the rogues and your rogue king," he finished, compelling me to step up and face him.

"I can't believe you would have done that," I hissed in shock and disbelief.

"And what makes you think your rogue king didn't do the same exact thing?" he frowned, hunching over me.

"He didn't. He would never do that," the more I defended Sam, the angrier Hunter got.

"As if he is a saint," Hunter hissed.

"He definitely is compared to you. You are just a selfish bully, a brat who does whatever he wants to do. Even snatches brides on their wedding days," I muttered, scoffing after I was done talking.

"You know what, you just say all these things to make me angry," he muttered, poking the tip of his finger at the top of my nose.

"Oh really? But why would these things anger you? Didn't you tell me that you lied about loving me still?" It was a gotcha moment, but I didn't expect it to take a weird sexual turn.

"How--" he groaned, trying to come at me even more, but I kicked him in his knee to stop him. However, it didn't go as I had planned, and the big giant lost his balance, landing on top of me while I fell onto the bed.

Now it was just an awkward moment where I was once again under my ex--my now husband--and he didn't seem to move. He raised his head, and when I thought he would get up and be embarrassed, he did something unthinkable. He started fighting me to pin my hands above my head.