Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 591 What’s There to Explain?

Hayley’s POV:

Finished

Axel let out a deep sigh, his furrowed brow showing his frustration from the moment the conversation started. When he finally spoke, his breath was heavy with irritation.

He slowly turned his gaze to Benjamin, uncertainty written all over his face. “Son, I know you’re capable.” He hesitated for a moment, then added, “But… as the Alpha of Midnight Pack and the heir to the Southwell family, you owe your uncles and the family an explanation.”

Benjamin met his father’s gaze with calm detachment. “What’s there to explain?” he asked, his voice steady. “When it comes to making money, no one demands an explanation, but when a minor issue pops up, suddenly I’m under scrutiny?

“Has the Southwell family really come to this?” He scoffed, the words bitter on his tongue, “Are we now like those who thrive on gossip for personal gain?”

The elder who had already challenged Benjamin stood up, slamming his hand down on the table. “What kind of nonsense are you spouting? Do you think we’re just some random people?”

His voice was full of outrage, “Even Old Mr. Southwell had to respect us when he was alive. But now, just because you’ve been Alpha for a few days, you’re already showing disrespect to an elder like me?”

He glared at Benjamin, his voice turning colder, “Make a choice today–either stand by the Southwell family’s interests or side with this insignificant Omega woman. Choose wisely.”

a sneer

out a cold laugh in response, my gaze unwavering.

the mockery in his eyes was unmistakable. “So, you think just because you’ve enjoyed everything handed to you for so long, you’ve earned it?” he said, his voice sharp. “When the pack was at war, it was Grandpa and I who led the charge to defend Midnight Pack. You all stayed safe, enjoying

looked around the room. “The Southwell Group thrived under my grandfather’s leadership. The rest of you just collected your dividends year after year, and now you have the nerve to question me, the

with embarrassment, his eyes flicking nervously toward Odessa, silently

missed the quiet exchange

cut through the tension, icy and direct.

she met his gaze, she

asked, the question hanging

darkened, and she didn’t even try to deny it. After a long pause, she sighed heavily and confessed, “Yes,

by and let you ruin everything, dragging the Southwells down

to turn hack”

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591 What’s There

laugh. “Then from now on, the

could see the hurt and disappointment in his expression,