Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 514 Not So Easy to Deal With

Hayley’s POV:

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From outside the bathroom, Irving’s mocking voice carried through the door. “Hayley, why are you up so early? You were so tired last night; you should have slept in.”

His tone was dripping with arrogance, the kind that made my blood boil.

With a seething expression, I glared at the door, wishing I could release Hera and dig my teeth into his neck.

Yet, the wolfsbane coursing through me left Hera weak and unable to take over.

Even without his wolf, the unmistakable aura of witchcraft surrounding Irving made it clear he had struck a deal with a witch, making him far from defenseless.

I forced myself to calm down, carefully checking my body. To my relief, there were no signs of mating.

A small breath escaped me, but I could not relax completely.

How could I know for sure that nothing had happened between us?

After a moment of thought, an idea formed in my mind.

Irving’s POV:

I leaned casually against the bathroom door, listening intently to the faint sounds inside. Then, the sharp sound of glass shattering made my heart lurch.

What was she doing in there? Had Hayley done something drastic?

Though I knew she was not one to give in easily, a pang of panic hit me.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

losing its usual arrogance. “Can you hear me? Open the door, Hayley!”

Silence.

patience snapped, and I took a few steps back, bracing myself to kick the door down. Whatever was going on in there, I was not about to wait to find out.

door open when

with blood near the hem, the vivid

was seeing or ask what had happened, she collapsed

body in my

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So Easy to Deal

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I instinctively reached out, touching the blood on her leg. My fingers came

be?” I murmured, confused.

had not touched her, so where

bolt of lightning–could Hayley have been pregnant with Benjamin’s child? Was the jostling on the

stirred a twisted sense of satisfaction within

gone, I could

Hayley’s POV:

moment I saw Irving’s reaction, I was certain–nothing had happened

was even a

use that as my chance to

did not even consider

placed me on the bed, retrieved a first aid kit, and prepared to treat me

thought of him touching me

myself to sit up at the edge

sharp and mocking “It’s just a scratch on my

Realizing what I was doing, his anger flared. He threw the gauze onto the floor, muttered something unintelligible, and stormed out of

echoes of the door reverberated through the room, I took

windows, no