Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 438 The Freshman Representative

Hayley’s POV:

His gaze softened, filled with a warmth that seemed to helt away the chill of the night.

I couldn’t help but smile as I hurried toward him, wrapping my arms around his waist.

“Why are you here so late?” I asked, curiosity lacing my tone.

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Benjamin held up the bag in his hand. “I thought you might’ve missed a few essentials, so I brought some for you.”

Opening the bag, I found a thoughtful selection: sunscreen, a variety of first–aid supplies, and an assortment of over–the–counter medications–all meticulously organized.

“Why did you get me all these?” I asked, amazed by his foresight.

He gave a small shrug, grinning as he tousled my hair. It’s better to be prepared than caught off guard, right?”

Touched by his thoughtfulness, I smiled. “Thank you. It really means a lot.”

But his expression shifted, mischief dancing in his eyes. “That’s it? Just a thank–you? Shouldn’t you show your gratitude a little more?”

I met his teasing gaze and, standing on my tiptoes, brushed a light kiss across his lips. “How’s that for gratitude?”

to a playful murmur. “It’s a start, but it’s far from enough. I’ll settle for it–for now.”

a gentle nudge. “Alright, you’ve done enough. You should head back

for a moment, his gaze steady. Hayley, when are

I quickly replied, “I’m already eighteen.”

said, his tone carrying a

in my thoughts as I

inside, I instinctively turned to the mirror, studying my reflection.

showing all the signs of adulthood. Surely, he wasn’t referring to my appearance. I

brought the excitement of the opening

out all the stops for the event. As

long before some fans recognized me as Harmony. They eagerly approached, requesting autographs and

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The Freshman Representative

fan, I noticed

Carson, may I have a moment of your time?” she asked formally.

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you need? If this is about the wedding dress, the finalized design has already

her head. “It’s not about that. Ms. Sander has requested to meet

her outside, where a sleek, luxury van waited. The door slid open, revealing

good to see you again,” she greeted me with

I said cautiously, “what can

no time. “There’s something I need to ask