Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 507 True Identity of Shadow Pack Alpha

Hayley’s POVÍ

I looked up at Thomas after hearing his suggestion and Immediately rejected it. “There’s no need for that. Let’s try other ways first. Using those methods on a defenseless human would make us no better than Irving.

Thomas lowered his head in shame. “I’m sorry, Alpha.was just worried about your safety and wanted to get you out as soon as possible.”

“What’s there to fear? Staying here is the safest option for me, I said with a reassuring smile.

“No one can come in, and I can’t get out. What could they possibly do to me? Even though the police have physical evidence, they need a solid chain of proof to dose the case. There are still too many unanswered questions for them to convict me immediately.”

“Besides, did you forget my true identity as the Alpha of the Shadow Pack? If things get truly desperate, I can always reveal who I am.”

“I hope it won’t come to that,” Thomas muttered, though he seemed somewhat convinced by my words.

Thomas’s POV:

I pretended to be persuaded by Alpha Hayley, but deep down, I made a silent vow. If we really had no other options, I’d use any means necessary to rescue her.

Sometimes, being the bad guy is the only way to protect the people you care about:

Leaving the police station, I followed Alpha Hayley’s instructions and went to the hospital to visit Odessa

but still

After instructing my assistant to leave the flowers, I was about to leave. when Alpha Benjamin stepped out and

“You’ve seen

aware of. That’s why Johnny and I had been handling everything related

I offered some reassurance. “She’s fine, emotionally stable.”

the situation difficult?”

saw a man stab your mother. But he’s just an ordinary human, and

convicted. And the conditions in detention are harsh. It must be difficult for her there.

need to figure out a way to get her out of there as

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D entity of Shadow

902 Jyve

leaving Benjamin

+8 Pearin

Third–person’s POV

at night, Lucas, the waiter who had witnessed

was drunk as he was making his way home.

suddenly emerged, throwing a

a pitch–black room, a single hanging

cloak, sat in a chair with his legs crossed, facing

tapped his index finger rhythmically on the armrest