Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 218

Chapter 218 What’s Going on With Samson?

Amanda’s POV:

I leaned against the training equipment, watching clearly, the corners of my mouth unconsciously curving upward.

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One was a boy, newly sharp and sincere, every breath careful and tentative; the other, a strong woman hiding warmth beneath her icy exterior, even her criticisms carried guidance. Standing together, the two looked perfectly matched.

The wind rolled across the field, carrying the scent of grass, and the air seemed to hold a faint, naive sweetness.

I glanced at my watch-the hands steadily pointed to exactly five o’clock.

I tucked away my smile and raised my voice, interrupting the two still sparring. “Josh, time’s up. It’s time to go back.”

Josh froze as if someone had hit the pause button, spinning around so quickly that his sweat- soaked training gloves barely had time to come off. He ran toward me in three hurried steps, nearly knocking over a nearby mock prey mode

Camilla shook her head with a smile, then turned and waved at me sweetly. “Amanda, be careful on the way. See you tomorrow.”

“Don’t worry. See you tomorrow.” I waved back at her, but the moment I turned, Josh clung to

The kid hadn’t been settled the entire way. Once in the car, he immediately leaned toward me, eager to show off. “Boss, how do you think I did today?”

He was so excited, his smile practically reaching the ceiling.

Back at the palace, his behavior became even more over-the-top. I had just changed into house slippers when he bounced over with a hot towel, then spun around to bring me a warmed cup of honey water, perfectly tempered

“Boss, you really did me a favor helping me smooth things over today.” He rubbed his hands, looking eager to please. “Tonight, I’ll have the kitchen make snow wolf bone soup for you, with your favorite toppings.”

I was too wrapped up in him to argue. Just as I took the cup, a familiar figure caught my eye

-Samson.

He wore a dark gray cashmere loungewear, his posture even taller, holding a rolled-up set of

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Chapter 218 What’s Going on With Samson

documents. He didn’t glance at the contents, simply staring steadily at us.

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The golden sunlight hit him, tracing the sharp lines of his profile, but in those usually calm golden eyes was a strange, inexplicable intensity as if he were staring at a problem that puzzled him.

Petals drifted down from the wind, landing at his feet, yet he didn’t move a muscle.

“Samson, what are you doing here?” I waved at him as usual, stepping forward lightly. “Not going to the office to handle business? I heard the Snow Wolf Pack herb contract is almost finalized.”

Only then did he come back to himself, his gaze landing on me, but unlike usual, he didn’t respond.

His golden pupils narrowed slightly, as if sensing some abnormality, brow furrowing.

“What’s wrong? You look so strange.” I stopped in my tracks, puzzled, reaching out to touch his arm. Ever since his last injury, his temperature had been slightly irregular at times. “Did something go wrong with the documents? Or is your rib hurting again? I can get your medicine.”

Before my hand even reached him, he abruptly stepped back, avoiding my touch.

His Adam’s apple moved up and down. Finally, he spoke, his voice lower than usual, with a barely noticeable rasp, “Just back from the training field?”

His gaze swept over Josh, who was running up behind me, and his brow furrowed even tighter, as though he strongly disliked seeing Josh and me together.

“Yeah, Josh trained really seriously today. Camilla had him practice the side-flip dodge,” I answered honestly, but his strange expression didn’t ease; it became even more pronounced.

At that moment, Josh ran up, clutching my arm. Samson, why are you just standing here spacing out? Come eat! Today’s dinner has your favorite roasted venison!”

Samson’s gaze landed on my arm, wrapped by Josh. His face darkened instantly, and the document in his hand snapped shut with a smack, the force enough to almost crush the

paper.

A vague unease rose in me. What’s going on with him? Did something really happen with the documents, or … is he bothered by something?

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