Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 322 Underground World

Benjamin’s POV:

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“Prepare some medicine for external injuries. Prepare more and have it delivered to my house.”

Thinking I was hurt, Tyrone immediately asked with concern, “Alpha, how serious is your injury? You’re an Alpha, and you can’t heal on your own? Do you need medication? Did you fight a witch or something?”

For the first time, I found Tyrone’s words a bit too much and annoying, but I still explained, “I’m fine. It’s an Omega who’s hurt. Just get it ready and send it over as soon as possible.”

After hanging up, I finally got out of the car.

Hayley’s POV:

I returned to my room, locked the door behind me, and went straight for the first–aid kit.

I took several painkillers from the kit and swallowed them without hesitation, hoping the pain would ease a little.

I didn’t understand why, but this gunshot wound seemed harder to heal and more painful than usual. It was becoming unbearable.

Hera said it was because the injury happened in the underground world, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to it than that…

I lost track of how long I’d been in the room when a sudden knock at the door made my eyes snap open.

Hera’s excited response gave away who it was, but I still feigned ignorance and asked, “Who’s there?”

“It’s me!”

simple words, with a

the mirror.

Benjamin standing

bag but didn’t say anything. Instead, he walked

nervousness washed over me, but before I could say anything, he asked, “Your

How did he

my reply, Benjamin continued, “These are supplies for treating external injuries, and I brought two boxes of painkillers.

did you know?”

“I noticed the bloodstains on the bed. The injury looks pretty serious. Let me

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reflex, and I blurted it out without thinking. Then, I quickly realized I might

just a small injury. I’ve already taken care of it,

I quickly tried to act calm and

me see

arm.”

tone left no room for argument, but I knew that as soon as he saw the wound, he’d recognize it as a gunshot wound.

had made to hide it would be for

wound is fine,” I said, rolling up my sleeve to show him the area

wound was carefully bandaged, and there didn’t seem

arm closely, his brows furrowing deeply.

did this happen?” he asked urgently. “Why

tried to stay calm. “It’s just a small injury, nothing