Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133 Thief

Amanda’s POV:

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I instinctively glanced out the window. The street below was chaotic. A fair-skinned man in a dark coat was chasing a tanned man clutching a brown wallet.

People around didn’t help-some ducked, some stared. Nobody moved to stop him.

The thief was about to dart past the restaurant downstairs. I stood up, ready to intervene, but a warm hand pressed my wrist.

I looked up. Samson signaled me to stay put, then leaned on the second-floor railing and jumped.

Bang! He landed perfectly, smooth and steady, completely unbothered by the height.

Before I could even react, he sprinted after the thief like a gust of wind. In a few steps, he grabbed the guy’s wrist, and a sharp tug made the thief yelp as he hit the ground hard.

I rushed downstairs, but a waiter blocked me, jabbering in Isnesh. He seemed worried I’d get hurt.

I pulled out my wallet and handed him a stack of Isnesh coins. His face lit up, and he stepped aside.

By the time I hit the street, a crowd had gathered around Samson and the thief.

The fair-skinned man ran up, panting and cursing, “You thief! You actually picked me!”

He was about to kick, but the thief still clutched the wallet tightly.

“Thanks for the help. I’ve called the enforcers. They’ll be here soon,” the man said in the common language, full of gratitude.

Samson replied in an Eastern language, “We’re both from the east. No need for thanks.”

The man blinked, then lit up. “Oh, a fellow! Thank you, man. I didn’t expect to meet anyone from home here in Isnesh Pack.”

Samson glanced at the struggling thief and muttered a few words in Isnesh, telling him to hand over the wallet. The thief refused, stubborn and unafraid.

“Give me the wallet, or you’ll regret it!” the man snapped, red-faced, grabbing for it. The thief bit him

hard.

“Damn!” the man hissed, pulling back.

Samson squinted, gave a quick flick with his foot, and the thief went down. The wallet popped out with a slap. Ignoring the pain, the thief scrambled up and darted through the crowd, disappearing around the

corner in seconds.

The man grabbed the wallet, flipped it open, and exhaled. “Thanks a ton. It’s not the money-I’ve got my ID and interpack pass in here. Losing them would make getting back to Northveil a nightmare. Isnesh

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Chapter 133 Thief

Pack embassy is way too far, and getting new ones would take forever.”

“No problem,” Samson replied, calm as ever.

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The man pulled out a goldstamped card and handed it over. “Here, take this. I’m Flynn Hunt, Alpha of Northveil’s Haclarn Pack. If you ever need anything up north, just let me know.”

Samson took it, glanced at the crest, and showed a flicker of surprise. “Alpha of Northveil’s Haelarn Pack? I’ve heard of them lot.”

Haelarn Pack had a ton of influence up north and was famous for its energy crystal trade. Seeing the heir here was totally unexpected.

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