Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 641 Something Clicked in My Mind

Hayley's POV:

Finished

Tyrone hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Ms. Carson, I think it would be best if I waited for Dr. Wells to arrive before I leave. Given the Alpha's condition, it's not wise for me to leave him alone."

I was done being patient. My frustration with Tyrone for not telling me about Benjamin had reached its peak, and my voice turned colder as I snapped, "I said go, so go!"

Tyrone quickly lowered his head. "Okay, I'll go and return quickly," he said before shifting into his wolf form and rushing off.

A few moments later, Benjamin came downstairs, wearing a smirk. "Tyrone's a bit slow. Even if you're angry with him, he probably doesn't fully get it. But honestly, it was me who told him to keep things from you."

He was starting to understand me too well.

I gave him a side glance before sinking onto the couch, feeling utterly exhausted.

I was so drained I could barely keep my eyes open.

But then, something clicked in my mind. My eyes widened, and I immediately sat up straighter.

"Oh, right...

I was about to speak when I saw Benjamin pull a cold beer from the fridge. The

sight made my anger flare again. "What do you think you're doing?"

just having a little," Benjamin replied casually, trying to

I frowned, locking

into the mix would only interfere with his recovery. His injuries were serious, and even as an Alpha, his healing would

Benjamin insisted, not

doctor?" I asked, standing up, walking over to him, and snatching

you need

eyebrow. "Sounds like the

you need," I replied, giving him a firm look. "How else do you think my

small sigh, giving in without

with his agreement. Then, I popped the beer cap off

set the bottle down and asked, "Tyrone said you went to steal from a rival- where's the loot?

take?"

Clicked in

something worth a lot.

Finished

I had to hide it fast," Benjamin said,

another sip of the beer before tossing

too bitter for me to

and lan

the bandages," lan said, moving

out, turning my attention to Tyrone, who was behind lan. "Did you get

I've contacted several suppliers, but no one

not getting it," I sighed in frustration. "Fine, I'll call someone to have