Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 214

Chapter 214 Samson’s Dream

Amanda’s POV:

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When the melody suddenly came on through the car’s sound system, my back tensed almost violently-it. was Alan’s Moonfall on the Wasteland, which had been wildly popular across Howlstead lately.

I stole a glance at Samson. He was leaning back in his seat, eyes half-lidded, his fingers unconsciously tapping against his knee in time with the melody-an Alpha’s instinctive reaction when hearing a resonant

tune.

“This piece…” he suddenly spoke, his tone carrying a hint of hesitation. “It’s too similar to Avi’s style.”

“Alan isn’t the type to plagiarize,” I said deliberately, my tone firm. “It’s probably just different werewolves’ melodic instincts colliding.”

He didn’t pursue the topic further, his gaze drifting back to the window.

When the car stopped in front of the Ortega Castle, I pushed the door open first, deliberately keeping my distance from him.

His voice suddenly came from behind me. “Amanda, wait.”

“Is something wrong?” I tried to keep my tone flat.

He stepped in front of me and leaned down slightly, carrying a faint medicinal scent. “My legs are numb. Help me.”

I was just about to reach out when he naturally draped his arm over my shoulder, his weight settling lightly against me.

His body temperature was higher than usual-a normal reaction during a werewolf’s healing process. It seeped through the thin fabric and made my ears itch with heat. I quickly bit my lower lip, forcing myself to steady my steps.

As we entered through the main door, several servants were polishing vases in the corridor. The moment they saw us, they tacitly turned and headed for the kitchen, not daring to let their eyes wander.

I heard someone whisper behind us, “Go tell Mr. Hugh,” and couldn’t help rolling my eyes-the Ortega household servants were even better informed than the operations department’s intelligence agents.

When I helped him into the bedroom on the second floor, he suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled, making me stumble and nearly crash into his arms.

“I’m thirsty.” His gaze landed on the tips of my reddened ears, his tone carrying a barely perceptible smile.

I shook free of his hand and turned to pour water at the table.

Samson’s POV:

Taking the water from Amanda’s hand, I smiled in satisfaction.

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Chapter 214 Samson’s Dream

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The next second, she fled back to her room in a fluster, and I turned and headed into my own room as well.

The moment the door closed, I leaned against the headboard and lifted a hand to touch my cheek-the temperature was higher than usual.

Outside the window, the sky gradually darkened, and without realizing it, I fell asleep.

The dream was loud, filled with the horns unique to werewolf weddings. Guests in traditional beast- patterned ceremonial attire laughed as they poured into the hall.

I pushed through the crowd, confusion filling my mind. Since when was I getting married?

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