Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190 Meeting Hugh

Amanda’s POV:

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The second our van pulled up to the South family estate, Alan waved us toward the entrance. He stayed back while Johnny grabbed him to talk PR.

I followed Samson inside. We’d barely stepped into the foyer when I spotted Hugh sitting on the couch in a thick wool coat. His eyes locked straight on the front door.

The moment he saw us, he sat up. His whole tone shifted, turning loud and warm. “Samson! Finally! You saw Dalton, right? Is he doing okay?”

Samson stepped forward, took the hot tea from the butler, and handed it to him. “Dalton’s fine. He’s got more energy than you. He kept asking about you. Said he’s hoping you’ll stop by Mooncrest Pack soon so you two can play chess again.”

“That old dog.” Hugh let out a rough laugh, but the edges of his eyes crinkled with something that felt a little sad. “Just sitting through a long trip wears me out these days. Not sure I’ll get to see him again.”

“Don’t say that,” I said, moving in to sit beside him. “You beat me in arm wrestling last time. You’re gonna hit a hundred, easy. Next time Samson heads over, I’ll go with you. We’ll visit Dalton together.”

Samson backed me up without missing a beat. “Yeah. Once things settle here, we’ll all go.”

Hugh looked between the two of us. Then he let out a long breath. His voice dropped, changing directions. “Samson, you’re not a kid anymore. You’ve been running Eclipse Pack like it’s second nature. Maybe it’s time

you think about marriage. Pups. That whole thing.”

I froze, glass halfway to my lips. I glanced over at Samson.

His brow twitched. The question clearly rubbed him the wrong way. His voice was calm, but it had that edge. “Grandpa, I’ve got my own timeline. You don’t have to stress over it.”

“How am I supposed to not worry?” Hugh’s voice sank, heavy with meaning. “You’ve got to move forward. Whatever happened before, leave it there. If the person standing right in front of you is worth it, then don’t screw it up. Hold on tight.” His eyes brushed over me like a quiet warning. My ears burned with heat. I dropped my gaze and took a fake sip from my glass.

Samson didn’t even blink. His reply came flat and empty. “Yeah. Got it.”

The air turned stiff. I made up a reason, said goodnight, and walked upstairs.

But even as I climbed, a small ache tugged at my chest. What the hell had Samson been through?

Derrick’s POV:

Once the footsteps faded out upstairs, I stepped from the shadows by the hall. I leaned against the stairwell post and ran my thumb along the edge of my cufflink.

It was a beat-up old piece Grandpa tossed me when I turned eighteen. Looked ridiculous next to the row

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Chapter 190 Meeting Hugh

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of custom ones in Samson’s office.

The voices downstairs carried up like they were meant for me to hear. Hugh’s anxious tone when he said “marriage and kids,” the way he slipped in that line about “the one right in front of you”-each word jabbed like a blade.

All I wanted was a drink. Instead, I walked into a punch to the gut.

Amanda had barely made it to the second floor when Grandpa picked up the phone. The soft ticking of the dial tone slammed through my skull like a drumbeat.

“The kids are home now, Dalton,” Grandpa said, voice low but practically glowing. “Don’t worry. Amanda’s staying with me. She won’t be hurt, not even a little.”

Mr. Reeves laughed on the other end of the line. Even from here, it hit loud and clear. “I trust you, old man. Samson’s a solid one. He’s good enough for my girl. But if he lays a finger on her, I’ll tear him apart myself.”

Grandpa barked out a laugh. “You don’t need to tell me twice.”

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