Alpha Hunter novel (Rayna and Hunter) novel Chapter 1

Reyna Cruz:

Unknown: Your Alpha mate is cheating on you.

Unknown: He will soon break up with you and get another she-wolf pregnant.

A frown covered my forehead as I read the texts from this unknown sender. This same person had been sending me nonsense messages for over a week now.

"Honey, do you need anything else?" I asked my mate, setting my phone aside. He was engrossed in his own phone, looking weary as we shared breakfast together.

We had been married for a few months now, and things had only taken a turn for the worse. Back when I first felt the mate bond with him, I thought I was the luckiest she-wolf alive, and for a while, I truly was. But then something inside him shifted. Just when I thought we were ready to start a family, he withdrew into his shell. It had been two weeks since he had barely spent any time with me. Something had definitely changed, and these messages from the unknown source were not helping matters.

"Hunter!" I cleared my throat. "I'm talking to you," I said, resisting the urge to grab his phone and see who was occupying him to the point that he had so little to say to me.

"Huh?" he raised his thick, black eyebrows before once again getting lost in his cellphone.

Alpha King Hunter Sparrow came into my life when I was just 11, and he was 13. We started as friends before discovering years later that we were mates. My wolf was so weak that all she could do was recognize my mate. But Hunter saved me from being kicked out of the pack because I didn't have a proper wolf.

"Reyna! I don't feel like eating anything. I have some pending work that needs to be taken care of," he finally said after acknowledging my presence.

"And don't wait for me tonight; I'll be late," He finally put his phone down and grabbed the glass of juice without touching any of the food I had made for him.

"Is there a meeting in the office?" I asked, playing with the berries on the waffles on my plate.

"Sort of," he answered. "I'm going to leave; I don't want to be late for the office." His beautiful gray eyes shone as he got out of the chair and grabbed his phone and laptop bag.

"But you didn't even finis---," the words dried up in my mouth as he got up and left.

"This isn't right. He's been acting up so much these days. Could it be that whoever is texting me is telling the truth?" I asked myself, tears welling up in my eyes as I stared at my phone's screen. Cheating between true mates rarely happens, but when it does, it hurts like hell.

"Hey, you're eating breakfast alone? Where's your charming husband?" My best friend Tara asked. She had been living with me for a few months after her alpha mate rejected her.

Tara herself was the daughter of the Alpha King of the West Pack. She had a brother next in line for the alpha position, and she held the rank of Gamma. It was quite unusual for her to befriend an Omega like me from her pack, The Mystic Crystal Pack. I was now living in my mate’s pack: the Flaming Fangs Pack.

"Tara, I'm beginning to think that the wrong number isn't lying. Hunter hasn't spoken to me in days. He's always engrossed in his phone. It's been weeks since he even asked me to share a bed with him. I'm just very scared now," I confided in her, pouring out my feelings as I always did. She gave me a sympathetic glance before sitting down with me. Having her living here with me had been such a comfort. Hunter's mother rarely visited the mansion, but when she did, she made it clear she didn't like her Alpha King son marrying an Omega like me.

"I hope it's not because you're sleeping in my room. I kind of feel guilty for disrupting your early years of marriage," Tara pouted sadly, her green eyes fixed on me.

"Hey, don't blame yourself. You have nightmares from the rejection, and you need your friend beside you. I'm sure that's not why he's acting up," I forced a smile across my lips instantly so that she wouldn't blame herself.

It was somewhat true, though. The moment I got married, she arrived, and I had to spend time with her because whenever she was left alone, she had anxiety attacks.

We had just started talking when my phone beeped again, and this time, the text message was even more terrifying to me.

Unknown: Your mate is on his way to a luxury suite he booked for his mistress. They're going to spend hours together.

The look on my face changed, and my vision blurred as tears welled up in my eyes.

"Reyna! What's going on? You're making me worried," Tara must have noticed the intensity in my gaze as I stared at my phone's screen. For a moment, the world around me seemed to go silent, and I felt like time had frozen.

She got up from her seat and moved closer, snatching my phone from my hands to read the text for herself.

"Oh Goddess! This is serious," she exclaimed with a look of concern.

"Tara! I don't want to catch my mate with someone. Why is this happening to me?" I couldn't hold back any longer and began to break down. "I've put up with his mother and everyone's hatred for so long. All for what? So that he can go out and cheat on me?" I sobbed, panting as if I had just run a mile.

"Hey! Please calm down first," Tara placed her hand on my back and rubbed it gently in an attempt to soothe me, but it didn't help. Instead, I felt an overwhelming urge to throw up.

I quickly got to my feet, rushing to the nearest bathroom, and vomited more violently than I ever had before. I had been feeling very ill for the past few days, and it was likely due to the stress caused by Hunter's sudden change in attitude towards me.

"Umm! Are you okay?" Tara's voice came from the doorway that I hadn't closed behind me.

"I'm fine. I've been feeling sick lately, probably because of the stress," I replied, washing my face before I steadied myself and walked out of the bathroom.

She remained silent for a moment, then grabbed my hands, forcing me to meet her gaze.

"You can't let him play you. That person sent you the hotel's address and room number; you should go see for yourself what's going on," her demand shook me a little. Catching him would mean it might be all over.

"I can't," I hesitated, shaking my head. "Why don't you go for me?" The miserable part of me was taking control, and I knew I shouldn't feel like this when I was the victim here.