Chapter 31
Reyna Cruz:
“I don’t know how he pulled it off, slipping away like that. The last time I pecked in on him, he was in his bedroom,” my heart raced as I swiftly entered his room to reconfirm. His bed was vacant, and his usual jacket was missing. It was confirmed; he’d managed to sneak into Hunter’s car and head to the office. But why?
“He’s gone.” I gasped, almost on the verge of tears. Polline trailed behind me as I sprinted outside to fetch my son. That place was brimming with people harboring ill feelings towards us.
“Why would he do this to me?” I cried, hastily grabbing the car keys.
“Maybe he wanted to tag along today and figured you wouldn’t take him, so he left with Hunter?” Polline suggested, attempting to keep me calm.
“No, Polline, it doesn’t add up. Something’s going on that we’re unaware of. My son has never behaved like this,” I wailed while hopping into the car to drive myself today. I was too agitated to wait for the driver.
My son would be all alone amidst people who held animosity towards me. “Call me when you find him,” Polline called after me as I revved the engine. I simply gave her a nod and hit the road.
“You’re stressing over nothing. He’s in the office, not a war zone, Nera complained about my anxious gestures.
“It’s worse than a war zone there. Do you know who works there? I grumbled, irritated that she was taking it so lightly.
“Reyna! His father is there. Nothing bad will happen to him. Whether he knows it or not, he’ll feel the compassion for him. Don’t worry; our kid is safe, I disliked how accurate she was.
Even though Hunter had no clue Turner is his son, I’m sure he’ll never let anything bad happen to him. I’ve seen him tie his shoe laces in the morning. Somewhere deep down, he must have felt an odd connection with Turner. He probably wouldn’t know what that connection is, but I believe that makes them son and father. Now that Nera knocked some sense into me, I feel much better. I was just anxious to meet my son and ensure he was fine.
Upon reaching the building, I spotted Jeffrey hastily emerging from the main gate, looking visibly agitated. “Jeffrey! Where’s my son?” I knew he was already on edge about something and needed to leave urgently, but my frustration compelled me to seek my son at the earliest. The moment he caught sight of me, he halted and swallowed nervously. It was then that I sensed his anxieties were somehow connected to me.
“I don’t know,” he mumbled, prompting me to approach him closely to catch his words. Perhaps my heart thudded so loudly that I struggled to comprehend him properly.
“Where?” I furrowed my brow
“He was with me–but then-” his hesitance to complete the sentence plunged me into a state of panic. So, it was concerning
my son.
“What? Then what?” I yelled, “Where is he? Is he inside?” I tried to push past him, but when he shook his head, I no longer- felt the need to enter the building.
“He was with me, but then he suddenly vanished, he finally completed the sentence, and it was worse than I had anticipated.
“What do you mean he disappeared? Where was the guard?” I shouted, trembling with anxiety.
“He said it happened in a second. He had stepped away for a few seconds when Turner bolted out of the building,” Jeffrey sounded like he was grappling with withheld information, yet it burdened him, evident from his attempts to speak before
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stealing glances at me.
“But why? Why did he leave? Did he say why he had come here?” I was hysterical because it made no sense. “Something happened in the office which led to Turner running away,” Jeffrey finally said it. It was as if my biggest fear was coming to life. “Turner slapped Tara,” he added, and a gasp escaped my lips. All this time, I should have listened to my intuition instead… of relying on Hunter.
I was in shock because first, my son would never hit anyone without reason, and second, what was it that riled him so much to raise his hand on her? “What–why? And then what happened?” I almost reached for Jeffrey’s collar but then pulled my hands back. I was shaking like anything. I don’t remember when I had felt this scared the last time.
Now that I knew something happened between Tara and Turner, I wanted to have a word with her. But my priority remained straight. I wanted to first find my son because he had never been out on his own like a child should never be. And then to be out by himself in a rogue community wasn’t like roaming around a pack either.
“We are also looking for him,” Jeffrey uttered, and my forehead formed a frown, “Hunter has a plan to find him quickly.” A ray of hope surged through me. Or maybe it was the motherhood that made me want to believe there was an easy way to end all this and find my son.
“Then I will go speak to Hunter myself,” I decided, and without letting Jeffrey say another word to me, I ran past him into the building. I hastily made my way to Hunter’s office while the workers watched me with a sad look on their faces. They heard that a child had gone missing because I heard someone call his family to ask them to look out for a child.
Once I was near the office, I overheard what was happening inside.
Tara was still inside, talking to Hunter. “Where are you going? Today is our engagement anniversary,” the carelessness in her voice didn’t stun me. She had always been this wicked and selfish. Nothing mattered to her as long as she was having the best of the day. I remember how she stormed into my life shamelessly when I got married. She didn’t even care that I was at newlywed and that I wanted to spend time with my mate. And my dumbass served her like a slave.
“Tara! Can you not start at this time?” thankfully, Hunter didn’t sound like he was agreeing with her. It made me realize that he hadn’t lost touch with his sensible side entirely. “But he slapped me, and you want to go look for him?” her tone was filled with irritation caused by Hunter wanting to do the right thing.
I thought maybe I should intervene and take Hunter with me to help me find my son. I was ready to shake hands with my enemy for the sake of my son. But then I heard his side as well, and my world began to shake from under my feet. “When 1 was scolding him, you were convincing me not to do it because he is a kid. Was it all an act then?” Hunter hissed at her, but I had caught onto the major part of the conversation.
“You scolded my son?” I opened the door with a loud bang and muttered under my breath, stealing their attention.
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