Chapter 37
Chapter 37
Reyna Cruz:
It’s been two days since Hunter donated his blood to my son, who is now on the fast track to recovery. I can’t believe it’s all
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When I first heard about my son’s ordeal, it felt like the world had come to a standstill. Every minute without seeing his face was pure agony.
“Mommy!” Turner whispered softly, snapping me out of my sleep and bringing a smile to my face. He woke up a day ago but hasn’t been very talkative.
“I’m sorry for the trouble I caused you, he mumbled, looking visibly upset. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
“Hey, it’s all fine now. You’re getting better, and we’re taking you home in the morning,” I pulled the chair closer and held his hand, kissing the back of it. This kid has no idea how many tears I’ve shed seeing him in that state. I wouldn’t have survived if anything had happened to him.
“I shouldn’t have gone there,” he mumbled, indicating he wanted to talk about that day.
“It’s okay. We’ll talk about it some other day when you’re fully healed, okay? I don’t want you to put more pressure on your brain or worry about anything.
I didn’t blame him for the choices he made; he just wanted to meet his father.
“But I’ll never do that again,” he declared, leaving me curious about what exactly he meant.
I didn’t let him explain and encouraged him to rest. His bandages were off, and he was healing rapidly, but he still needed time to regain his strength.
Morning arrived, and Polline came to the hospital to pack our things and accompany us when Turner gets discharged.
“Samuel! Why are you here so early?” I asked as I was about to leave the room to speak to the doctor. I bumped into Samuel, who seemed to be heading to our room with a giant Thanos hand toy for Turner.
“I came here for Thanos,” he said dramatically, eyeing the hand that he tried to wear, but it didn’t fit him.
“You really didn’t have to,” I offered a comforting smile and noticed how quickly his checks turned red.
“You’ve done a lot for me in the past few days, Samuel. I could never have expected things to go so well without you,” I expressed genuine apology for pushing him away and treating him as if he were the worst second chance mate.
“It’s okay. It’s not like you knew me well. I do have a tendency to get on people’s nerves,” he pouted, making me smile.
“Were you heading somewhere?” he asked, recalling how hastily I was leaving the room.
“Oh yeah, I wanted to meet Ram to discuss our discharge. Hospitals make me itch,” I said, followed by a big nod from him.
“I understand,” he agreed, “but I’ve already talked to him. All the expenses are paid, so we’re ready to go,” Samuel added, attempting to walk past me. My intervention stopped him.
“The expenses are paid–did you?” I almost yelled, surprised by his generosity.
“Don’t start. Would you rather have let Hunter pay? I had to do it because he wouldn’t stop insisting on paying for the hospital fees,” he explained, and a frown appeared on my forehead. After that day, Hunter tried to come here, but Turner didn’t react well to his arrival, so Ram had to tell him off.
I was glad he didn’t come back and respected Tumer’s decision for now. Turner only wanted to see me, Polline, and now Samuel too, as I noticed Turner staring at the Thanos hand from inside the room.
“Thank you,” I said to Samuel, without causing him to delay, or my son would get even more curious about the toy. We stormed back inside, and seeing Samuel interact so nicely with my son warmed my heart.
The way Samuel knew him so well was surprising but also heartwarming. I just stood in the corner and watched them talk about superheroes. Later, it was Samuel who drove us back home. Polline had arranged a great welcome party for Turner, but she had to cancel the invitations to his friends at the last minute when Turner expressed that he didn’t want to meet anyone. I had noticed that something was deeply bothering my son, but I wasn’t going to pester him about it until he decided to talk about it himself.
“Bye! Drive carefully,” I yelled at Samuel, who nodded and slid inside the car. He had spent the entire day at our home, cheering up Turner by watching Marvel movies with him.
“It’s not like he’s not the rogue king who can take care of himself,” Polline’s sudden remark made me smile at her uneasily.
“You were totally smitten by him the whole day, she laughed, giggling afterward when I frowned.
“No, I wasn’t,” I refused to agree with her. But it was true that after the whole incident, I had come to the realization that I had been holding back my heart from falling in love with him. The instant I let it happen, I found him quite charming.
“I even caught you stealing glances at him, Reyna! I think it’s time that you move on from your past and accept your present and make it your future. Polline held my hand to make this playful conversation more serious.
“Even Turner needs a father,” she made it clear she was suggesting that I accept Samuel now.
“I don’t know” I tried to walk away, but her grasp around my arm was very tight this time when she held me
“I think you know, and you’re ready too. It had been long overdue. Ask yourself what you want; I’m sure your wolf and heart will suggest the same thing as I am suggesting, she murmured and then finally let me go.
I rushed back to my room and sat down on my bed, getting ready to ask my wolf that question.
“What do you think?” I bit my bottom lip when asking that question.
I nervously anticipated her response, and when she answered, I almost felt my heart sink in my chest.
“The mate bond is making me think crazily for Samuel. I have a feeling that sooner or later, we will go in heat, and then–we will need our mate.”