Claimed by My Bully Alpha Chapter 350

Aurora’s P.O.V

I shifted uneasily, my curiosity gnawing at me. The room was heavy with silence, but the questions in my mind were too loud to ignore. The atmosphere felt tense, thick with unspoken things.

"Alpha Camden," I began, my voice a little quieter than I intended, "what exactly is going on? You’ve been so cryptic about all of this. What happened when we came back from that incident? You’ve been keeping things from us." I wasn’t sure what I expected him to say, but the weight of his gaze made my chest tighten. It felt like the truth was just out of reach, like it was something I had to pry out of him.

Alpha Camden’s expression hardened, his face lined with the seriousness of someone who’d seen too much, too many things that weren’t easy to explain. “After the incident,” he started slowly, “I sent out a search order across the states, trying to find out if any of their family members were still around, still alive, or even looking to make contact. So far, I’ve only heard from Violet’s parents. No one else has reached out.” His words hung in the air like an unanswered question, and I could feel the frustration seeping from his voice.

I felt the disappointment settle in my chest like a heavy stone. "That’s it? No one else?" I muttered, my words laced with disbelief. I didn’t have anyone to fall back on, but I waz happy that I still had Caleb and his family. But what about the others? What about Ashton, Maggie…even Avery?

I couldn’t help myself as I turned my gaze toward Ashton and Maggie, my mind still reeling from the news. But my attention was immediately drawn to Ashton, his demeanor visibly stiffened. His jaw was clenched, and his eyes were narrowed in a way that screamed frustration. It was almost as if his anger was simmering beneath the surface, threatening to boil over. I couldn’t quite place why he was reacting like this, but something about his posture made it clear that he wasn’t as calm as he appeared.

Before I could probe further into Ashton’s strange behavior, Maggie’s voice cut through the tension. “Alpha Camden,” she asked, her tone softer than usual but tinged with a quiet desperation, “did anyone from my family try to reach out? After my mother died, my uncle became the only family I had left.” Her words struck me harder than I expected. I knew Maggie’s story, knew how much she’d been through, how alone she’d felt after her mother’s passing. But I didn’t know there was still someone who might have been there to look after her.

Alpha Camden looked at her, his face grim. "I tried searching for him, Maggie," he said, his voice carrying an edge of regret. "But the address you gave me—there’s no one living there anymore. I even sent a few men to track him down, but nothing." He paused, eyes scanning the room as if weighing his next words carefully. "So far, there’s been no sign of anyone from your family."

Maggie’s face fell, the hope in her eyes slowly fading like a dying ember. She bit her lip, her gaze dropping to the floor, as if that might make the truth hurt less. I felt a wave of sympathy wash over me, but before I could say anything, I noticed Ashton’s frown deepening. There was something in his expression now—something darker. Was he angry? No, he was furious.

Ashton’s glare stayed fixed on the floor, his arms tighter across his chest as though he were holding something back, something volatile. My mind spun with questions, but I didn’t know where to begin. This wasn’t just about family anymore. This was about something deeper, something far more complex than any of us were prepared for. The more I thought about it, the more it felt like the answers we were seeking might be lost forever in the shadows of our past.

I wasn’t sure where to go from here.

I couldn’t help myself; the question had been lingering in my mind for days, and it finally slipped out.

"What about Ashton?" I asked, my voice carrying more uncertainty than I wanted it to. I wasn’t sure if I even wanted to know the answer, but the silence surrounding him had become suffocating.

I turned to Alpha Camden, waiting for him to respond, but before he could, Ashton stood abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor in a jarring way that made everyone pause. He looked at me, his face tight with emotions I couldn’t quite read, his eyes colder than I’d ever seen before.

“My mother was the only family I knew,” Ashton’s voice cracked slightly, but his expression remained hard, unreadable. "And when she passed, Lucas took me away. I haven’t had anyone looking for me since." His words hung in the air, each one carrying a weight that seemed too heavy for him to bear. Without another word, he turned and left the room, his footsteps echoing in the silence he left behind.

I stood there, my heart pounding, as his words echoed in my mind. Something about that moment felt... off. Why did he say it like that? The way he dismissed the idea of family so quickly, as if it didn’t matter, made me feel like there was something deeper, something he wasn’t sharing. Ashton always kept to himself, but that response—it was too blunt, too final.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’d missed something crucial. Maybe it wasn’t just the absence of family that bothered him. Maybe it was something else, something darker. But there was no time to ponder it. My attention was immediately drawn to Maggie, who looked like she was about to burst into tears. She was wringing her hands nervously, her face pale with worry, and I knew I couldn’t leave her alone in this state.

I moved toward her, my steps quick but careful, trying to calm my own frayed nerves as I approached her. She caught sight of me and gave a shaky smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. "Aurora," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Do you think something’s wrong with him? With Ashton?" Her eyes were wide, desperate for reassurance, but all I had was uncertainty. I couldn’t explain the feeling that had crept up on me, but I nodded, trying to sound comforting.

"I don’t know, Maggie. I really don’t," I said softly, placing a hand on her shoulder. "But you’re not alone in this. We’ll figure it out. Together." I knew I didn’t have any answers, but I also knew that I couldn’t let her fall apart now. Not when everything was falling apart around us.

As I stood there with Maggie, trying to reassure her the best I could, the sound of Violet’s parents being escorted out of the room pulled my attention briefly. The tense exchange between them and Alpha Camden had been enough to make anyone feel uncomfortable, but it was nothing compared to the storm I felt brewing within me about Ashton.

There were too many questions, too many uncertainties. And despite everything happening around us, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Ashton’s story was far from over. Something wasn’t right…and I think it was time I stopped being silent about it.