Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215 I Believed in Him

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I suddenly sat up, cold sweat soaking the collar of my pajamas, sticking to the side of my neck with a chill.

Outside, the night was thick and impenetrable, and the beast-bone wall clock ticked steadily, the hands pointing precisely to 3 a.m.

I threw back the covers and stepped onto the icy wooden floor barefoot, trying to steady my breathing.

“I must have lost my mind,” I muttered to my reflection in the dressing mirror, frowning.

Sleep eluded me for the rest of the night, so I decided to tackle the stack of documents piling up. By the time dawn broke, I had changed into black sportswear to head out, and the injury on my leg was no longer a major issue-wolf healing abilities were naturally astonishing, and last night’s “difficulty” had mostly

been an excuse.

During my morning run, I caught a glimpse of the second-floor guest room curtains drawn aside; Amanda’s figure in a white hoodie flashed past.

My heart tightened again, and I sped up my pace, pretending not to see her. After finishing two laps and turning into the corridor, I ran straight into her.

“Good morning!” Her voice rang in my ear.

My mind went completely blank, and all the greetings I had prepared got stuck in my throat.

Flustered, I just turned my head stiffly, brushed past her quickly, and didn’t dare give her a single glance.

As soon as I closed the door, I slid down against it, my fingertips cold.

If any of the Pack elders saw me like this, they would probably laugh themselves silly.

I, who usually maintained composure, had been undone by a female werewolf whose identity wasn’t even fully known.

A knock sounded suddenly, accompanied by Amanda’s slightly impatient voice. “Samson, when are you coming down? Josh’s school’s about to start!”

I took a deep breath, composed my expression, and opened only half the door, letting my injured leg lean against the frame. “My leg isn’t ready yet. Let Josh’s driver take him.”

“Stop pretending.” Amanda raised an eyebrow and poked the leg of my sweatpants. “I saw you running this morning. You were faster than that brat.”

The instant our fingers brushed, I jerked my leg back, nearly hitting the doorframe. “I’m not going,” I said stiffly, slamming the door before she could argue, leaving Amanda outside muttering in confusion.

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Chapter 215 I Believed in Him

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“Weirdo.” I rolled my eyes at the closed door and headed downstairs, where Josh was already waiting in the dining room with his backpack.

“Boss, did my brother bully you again?” he mumbled through a mouthful of sandwich.

I paused mid-motion, nearly choking on a crumb.

“Stop making things up. He’s handling the cooperation with Snow Wolf Pack,” I quickly changed the topic and pushed the milk toward him. “Eat quickly, or we’ll really be late.”

We finished breakfast quickly and then took the car to the training camp.

“Boss, I think I understand that physics problem you explained yesterday now.” Josh followed beside me, holding a heavily annotated textbook, completely changed from his usual lazy self. “It’s about calculating the load-bearing of wolf bones, but I’m still unclear.”

“That’s because you didn’t relate it to reality.” I slowed my pace, pointing to the werewolf students training on the field. “See how their bones deform when they transform? The load center is at the third lumbar vertebra.”

Josh’s eyes lit up with understanding, nodding repeatedly. Who would have thought that three months ago, he was a spoiled brat who wouldn’t even do homework, and after I “taught him a lesson,” he had become more diligent than anyone.

When we entered the classroom, the usual noise instantly quieted.

Not long after we sat down, the math teacher entered carrying his lesson plan. “Class.”

He pushed up his glasses and scanned the room, finally stopping at Josh. “Josh, come to the board and solve this wolf bone load-bearing calculation problem.”

The class immediately erupted; a few boys even laughed out loud.

It would be amazing if the old Josh would take out his textbook, let alone solve a problem. He froze for a moment and instinctively looked at me. I nodded, mouthing, “Believe in yourself.”

Josh took a deep breath, walked briskly to the podium, and although his hand holding the chalk trembled slightly, his strokes were firm.

I watched his back, a small smile tugging at my lips, because I believed in him…

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