Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 184

Chapter 184 Caught in the Chaos

Chapter 184 Caught in the Chaos

Samson’s POV:

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The moment the gunshots rang out, my first reaction was to protect my assistant and follow the crowd toward the exit. Mooncrest Pack’s venue was heavily guarded; a gunshot here was definitely not a normal disturbance.

But this wasn’t Eclipse Pack territory. If I intervened recklessly, I’d be crossing lines. Better to ensure safety first and plan next steps later.

“Samson!”

A familiar voice cut through the chaotic screams, shaky and urgent.

I froze. My heart skipped a beat. This voice sounded exactly like Amanda’s!

It had that clear, stubborn tone

to her.

I pushed through the crowd toward the sound, an inexplicable hope rising in me.

But as I turned the corner, what I saw was

rel, running against the flow of people. Her hair was messy, she’d lost a shoe, and her knees were stained with dirt and blood. She was stumbling forward.

Hope sank instantly, replaced by confusion.

Why was she here?

Why did she call my name?

She’d called it so urgently, like…

Like Amanda’s tone.

I didn’t have time to think. I saw her about to hit the wall and instinctively rushed forward to shield her.

Up close, Llooked into her eyes and felt certain-the panic and worry in those eyes were identical to Amanda’s.

The way she had just pushed me away was also a habit of Amanda’s when she was nervous, a gentle push but clearly meant to evade.

“It’s nothing serious. Don’t panic. Come with me,” I said, deliberately using the soft tone I reserved only for Amanda.

She froze, as expected. A flicker of panic crossed her eyes, and then she lowered her head and followed

As we ran, she instinctively grabbed my sleeve. The way her fingers curled reminded me exactly of Amanda when she was scared.

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Chapter 184 Caught in the Chaos

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I watched quietly, my doubts growing. If she were Airel, Dalton’s niece, how did she know my full name?

Why were her eyes, movements, and even her reactions in a moment of crisis completely identical to Amanda’s?

When we stopped, I noticed her hand was bleeding. Just as I was about to ask my assistant to get medicine, she quickly hid her hand and looked away, just like Amanda did when I saw through her.

I glanced at her bloodied knee. I softened my voice. “The estate isn’t far from here. I’ll take you back. Your wounds need to be treated.” She looked up, her eyes still filled with panic, nodded, and stayed silent.

The venue was still in chaos, police sirens getting louder.

I looked at her quiet figure beside me. The gunshot didn’t just shatter the peace of the Mooncrest Cup; it was also about to tear through the layers of her disguise.

And all I had to do was wait for the moment she revealed herself…

The sirens grew closer, red and blue lights flashing across the venue walls, stretching the shadows on the lawn.

I signaled my assistant to contact the Mooncrest Pack leaders and get details on the shooting. When I turned back, she suddenly moved.

Her movements were clumsy, likely because of the painful wound on her knee. She hissed as she bent over and pulled her phone out of the inner pocket of her denim jacket.

“What’s wrong?” I asked instinctively.

She didn’t look back, just waved her hand, her fingers quickly swiping across the screen. She was clearly flustered.

As soon as she hit the call button, her shoulders eased a little. But when the waiting beep started, that relief vanished.

She held the phone to her ear. “Come on, pick up,” she murmured, her voice soft but desperate.

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