Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 439 Felt Sorry for Her

Hayley’s POV:

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She clasped my hand firmly, her tone low and pleading as she spoke, “I need you to act as my sister.”

For a moment, her words left me stunned, unable to respond.

“I know I’m asking for a lot,” she continued; her voice filed with urgency. “But I swear you won’t be doing this for nothing. All I’m asking is for you to visit her a couple of times a week, spend some time with her- it’ll mean the world to her.

“As for compensation, just say the word. As long as it’s reasonable, I’ll make it happen.

“And if you need protection, I can arrange for a Beta–level bodyguard,” she offered, her voice more businesslike now. “It could be useful for your work as Harmony.”

The suggestion made me chuckle internally. As an alpha, I didn’t have any need for a bodyguard.

Still, I kept my other identity under wraps–it wasn’t something I planned on sharing.

But as I thought about Virginia’s broken state that day, an unfamiliar ache settled in my chest. I felt sorry for her.

I couldn’t shake the memory of her desperation. Perhaps, in some way, I saw a reflection of my own struggles in her.

After a moment’s consideration, I finally nodded. “Alright. I’ll do it, but I won’t accept any payment. I’ll visit her and try to keep her company.”

Relief swept across Freya’s face, and she enveloped me in a warm embrace. “Thank you, Ms. Carson. This means so much to me.”

The car began to move again, the familiar hum of the engine filling the silence as we made our way to the Sanders estate.

sprawling gates of their mansion, the driver brought the car to a

out, I found myself staring at the grand, imposing structure ahead,

please follow me,” Winifred, the butler, said with

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gave my shoulder a light pat and smiled. “Thank you again for agreeing to this.”

through the grand hall, past the opulent decor, and into the quiet serenity of the back courtyard Eventually, we stopped

she opened the door. “I’ll go fetch

a moment, I took

this part of the estate felt peaceful almost intimate. The vibrant flowers and the

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the stillness.

the house and was immediately taken aback. A small chapel occupied the center of the room, and

Carson is here,” Winifred announced softly,

on me. Her face broke into a radiant smile,

back! I’ve missed

frozen in place, my mind scrambling to

truly meant for

of guilt, knowi,,

Freya, I forced myself to remain still, allowing

said, stepping back just enough to examine me closely. “You’ve lost weight. Have you

the instability Freya had mentioned. She seemed so composed, her gaze

to eat. I’ll make it for you myself,” she said, her tone filled with maternal care. “Young people these days are always dieting,

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tender and full of affection, made my chest tighten. I wanted to