Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

12:24 Tue, Jan 7 G G-

Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 264 He Killed Grandpa

Benjamin’s POV:

Seeing that devil, Irving, cowered in fear, I finally felt a little better.

I waved my hand, summoning two high–ranking Beta warriors into the room.

As the Alpha of the Midnight Pack, I announced firmly Irving is being charged with premeditated murder. Lock him up and interrogate him harshly!”

At my command, the Beta warriors quickly handcuffed Irving “Mr. Southwell, you are accused of premeditated murder. Come with us.”

Irving stared at me, his eyes wide with terror.

“Benjamin, what are you doing? Don’t forget, I’m a Southwells too! Isn’t this a bit much he cried.

1 ignored him, watching as he was led away. Only then did I look away.

Irving’s POV:

Instead of being taken directly to the Midnight Pack’s prison, I was brought to the Southwells‘ Residence.

Seeing all the familiar surroundings. I struggled desperately. “What are you doing? Why are you bringing me here? I don’t belong here! Let me go!”

But the Beta warriors acted as if they didn’t even hear me, taking me straight into the mourning hall.

All around, people’s eyes were fixed on me. I couldn’t control my shaking, and I didn’t dare to look up at Grandpa’s portrait. My head stayed lowered the entire time.

here Henry transformed into a wolf, baring his sharp fangs as if ready to charge

grabbed him, holding him back. “Henry, don’t

glared at me with fury. “He killed Grandpa! He’s

my body shook even harder. I shook my head over and over. No, it wasn’t me! This

voice cut through the tension. “Bow and

voice rang out slowly, filled with so much

kicked my calf. My knee hit

told me to value family, but who could have known he’d be the one to take you away

you anymore.”

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Take him away!

+8 Pearls

Beta warriors restrained me and led me out of the Southwells‘ residence, my heart ached.

wasn’t what

Grandpa. I’m sorry,

Hayley’s POV:

Granpa Southwell’s funeral, the Midnight Pack returned to normal, and the Southwells resumed their usual

There was a space in our home that I couldn’t get

when I returned from school, I’d automatically glance at the

TV or playing chess, but now it was empty. I’d never

made my throat tighten. I quickly looked away and

had become unusually busy. He no longer had time to drive me to school, a task he used to handle easily.

be near him, was clearly in pain, and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her.

off at school. He said, “Boss, finals are coming up. Let’s hit the

bare trees, still finding it hard

checked the calendar. “Yes, tomorrow is the 24th, and the day after is Christmas. I heard there’s supposed