Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 752 Let the Man Handle It

Hayley's POV:

"Is that a problem?"

I shot back, my voice laced with a teasing edge. I twirled the dagger lazily on my bent knee.

I narrowed my eyes as a wicked idea crossed my mind. "Say, Mr. White, I was attacked in your territory-in your parking lot, no less. I nearly lost my life. Don't you think you should take some responsibility for that?"

"Absolutely," Truman replied the

call a doctor?"

a faint smile. “May I ask if Ms. Carson was injured? Do you need me to

"No need," I replied casually. "I may just be an Omega, but my healing isn't that bad. It was only a few strands of hair that got cut off."

As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized how flippant that sounded and quickly corrected myself. "Well, I was shaken up! Just because it wasn't serious doesn't mean you get to brush it off!"

"Oh? Just a few strands of hair," Truman murmured, eyes darkening as if deep in thought.

Benjamin's POV:

The moment Hayley said that, I knew something wasn't right.

rank yet, but after spending so much time with

sure-she wasn't just some

reflexes were sharp, her instincts even

gotten close

In that case ...

attacker meant business.

me. Before Hayley could react, I snatched the military-grade dagger from her hand

couldn't let Lawrence loose to finish the job-she'd recognize him immediately. So I had

let out

near his thigh. "Who sent you? What were you

man's inner thigh-no words, no warning. Gripping the handle tigy, I twisted the blade through

talk-I'll talk!" he

I'll talk!" he cried, voice cracking. "I was told to kidnap the

Let the

looked over at Hayley, concerned. She was frowning in diver but keeping her

air. She remained composed and asked coldly, "Who sent

I'm begging you-don't

slowly, the dagger still in my grip. "Feeling better

behalf and ruthlessly he interrogate that man, I don't know why, but in that moment, Truman

a small

stood up slowly and yanked the blade

"Mr. White, you really don't hold back. No wonder they call you the savage