Chapter 18


    Reyna Cruz:


    “What?” Polline was shocked when I told her what Turner’s teacher had said to me.


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    “They said Turner was making up excuses all morning. There was no bullying or anything. That’s


    why I tried to bully’s name, but Turner keeps saying he can’t remember,” I rolled my eyes as I


    cleaned the dishes and sat down at the counter with Pollinc.


    I put Turner to bed, but after the stunt he pulled today, I just couldn’t figure out his behavior.


    “That’s so unlike him,” Polline defended him, and I agreed.


    “Did Hunter recognize him?” she asked, taking a sip from her ss of alcohol.


    “No! I shouldn’t have worried about that in particr. He’s so deeply in love with Tara that he


    doesn’t remember anything. Obviously, he didn’t recognize him,” I didn’t know if I felt sad or happy


    about it.


    “Then there’s no need to worry about anything. So what if he saw your kid? At least now he’ll know


    you didn’t wait around for him. If he could move on, so could you,” Polline let out a sigh of relief, but


    I wasn’t satisfied yet.


    “He did threaten to find out who Turner’s father is,” I took a big sip of the alcohol and, when I put the


    ss down, I saw Polline staring at me with wide eyes.


    “And you’re so calm?” she questioned, looking even more frightened than I was.


    “Yeah, because his target is some rogue. He’s not even considering the chance that he could be the


    father. So I’ll let him wander around in search of a rogue father who doesn’t exist,” I shrugged.


    There’s no way he could find out because he won’t macet my son ever again.


    “Anyway, I’m going to bed now. I have to check on the building’s tenants tomorrow,” Polline finished


    her drink and stood up to leave. As she was about to go, I cleared my throat to get her attention.


    “Don’t worry, I’ll take Turner with me,” she said, anticipating my concern. But that wasn’t the


    problem. Now that she mentioned the building where I stayed when I gave birth, I started to


    remember something.


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    “The tenants would remember me, I said, concern in thy voice. “They might ask you about Turner


    and remember exactly when I gave birth.” I shook my head at the thought of taking Turner back


    there. I had no ns to introduce him to those people who could potentially reveal my secret.


    “But we can’t leave him on his own, Pollineined. Tomorrow was Saturday, his day off, but I


    had to work in the office.


    “I know,” I rubbed my temples.


    “Oh, goodness!” I sighed as another memory rushed into my head.


    “What now?” Polline could tell I was worried just by looking at my face.


    “Hunter threatened to find out about the baby’s father. He could trace my steps to the building…” I


    pped my forehead and almost let out a whimper of pain


    “Why is he so determined to find the father of the child when he doesn’t even suspect Turner to be


    his own child?” She was absolutely right to question that. But it was Hunter we were talking about.


    He just wanted to see me in pain.


    “So that he can rub it in my face that I moved on from him. He’ll make sure to use that man to cause


    me pain and make me regret, I rolled my eyes and set the ss down.


    “Seems to me like the alpha king is very bored with his mate and his life,” Polline’sment raised


    my eyebrow.


    “I thought about it too, but then I saw them leaving the office all fine, and I realized how


    understanding they are in their rtionship. They can have an argument and then work things out in


    minutes,” I sighed because I really wanted her to reveal her true self to him.


    ‘Or maybe they’re used to acting differently in public. Think about it like this. All these years, they’ve


    put on this act of affection so much that they’ve mastered it,” she continued, as she didn’t believe


    they could be in love.


    “I don’t know. He seems pretty in love with her now,” I retorted.


    “Reyna, if a man is that happy with his mate, he wouldn’t even care or waste his time on his ex–


    mate. He wouldn’t care about what she’s doing or who she’s having a baby with,” her words struck


    me. She watched my face with a broken smile. I’m sure she thought I might find somefort in


    thinking he regretted leaving me. But I was more concerned about his intentions. regarding finding


    out who the father of my child is now.


    “Anyway, go to sleep. Don’t think too much. Good night, she walked back, nted a kiss on my


    head, and then left for her


    Toom.


    I stayed up for a few more minutes, drinking alone. But when it started to rain, I decided to stand on


    the balcony and get wet in the rain. I hadn’t done that in so long. I used to love showering in the


    rain. Hunter used to watch me y and then take care of me so I wouldn’t catch a cold.


    The child in me had died when I endured the toughest time of my life after being kicked out of the


    pack.


    As I stood on the balcony, gazing at the view, I began to feel like I was being watched. My eyes


    turned to the road below, and my gut feeling proved right. There was someone standing on the


    road, their head lifted, and their eyes fixed right on me.


    I quickly adjusted the coat I had wrapped around myself for warmth and squinted to identify the


    person. It didn’t take long for me to recognize the familiar sensation.


    That’s our second chance mate right there, Nera gasped in shock. I never imagined I would see him


    again, and I couldn’t fathom how he had appeared right in front of my house.


    I didn’t know if I should be ttered or creeped out.


    He stood in the rain, shirtless with blue jeans, just staring a impable.


    I looked around him and noticed the road was empty


    “What should I do now?” I asked Nera with a sense of worry.


    1. me. His shoulders were straight, and his posture was


    ‘I guess we have to talk to him. If he has decided toe this far looking for us, we also need to


    finally have a word with him like an adult,‘ she suggested, given the circumstances. If he


    approached Polline or Turner, my secret would be revealed. I wasn’t ready to share anything about


    the second chance mate just yet. Especially to Polline, whom I told that I didn’t desire to meet my


    second chance mate ever again.


    ‘Fine, I grunted, taking a deep breath, and slowly making my way to the exit. Once I got out of the


    house, I opened the umbre and shook my head in disbelief at the man. Why was he standing in


    the rain like that? What did he expect to


    achieve?


    With each step I took in his direction, I noticed his muscles rxing. My heart pounded hard in my


    chest at his calm demeanor. Not to mention, he was just as attractive and sexy as I remembered.


    As soon as I stood in front of him, he grunted, “Mate!”


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