Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 647: Mate with Him

Hayley’s POV:

I hadn’t expected it—my lips accidentally brushed against his Adam’s apple. I felt it move as he swallowed hard, his deep, burning gaze locking onto me. The heat between us started to rise. He got excited again, eager to take control of my body and pin me down—to mate with him. I fought against the overwhelming urge to follow her instincts and forced myself to swallow.

Once I calmed down, I quickly pushed him away. We had more important things to deal with right now.

Benjamin also returned to his usual serious demeanor and began analyzing, “I think your brother got caught up in all this so suddenly—he might have been set up as a scapegoat.”

“A scapegoat?” I repeated, thinking it over. Then it hit me. “Freya!”

When Peter got back on his feet, he made it clear that he wanted Freya married off as soon as possible. Virginia also mentioned that Alan was planning to arrange Freya’s wedding to Daniel first—only after that would he consider Benjamin and me.

Benjamin chuckled, playfully tapping my nose. “Smart.”

With this explanation, everything made sense. Freya must have devised this plan to buy herself more time to stay at the Sanders. But I had already looked into it—no one suspicious had approached the Middletons during this time. So, how did Freya convince them to cooperate? Or was the girl who ended up in Peter’s bed just randomly chosen? I couldn’t say for sure just yet. But now that I had a clear picture of how things had unfolded, it would be much easier to investigate further.

Feeling pleased with the progress, I threw my arms around Benjamin and kissed him. We only stopped right before taking things too far.

We held each other quietly until I finally got up and headed to Peter’s room. The medicinal bath I had ordered was ready. After a quick glance inside, I immediately commanded, “Take off your clothes.” The male caretakers were already used to my blunt orders. In less than two minutes, they had Peter stripped down completely.

“Yes,” the caretakers replied respectfully, swiftly carrying out my orders before exiting the room. I lowered my gaze slightly, then glanced at Virginia and Benjamin, who was still lingering inside.

“You two should leave as well. I need to perform needle therapy on him. It’s a private treatment—no need for an audience.”

“Understood. Hayley, don’t overwork yourself. If you can’t finish in one go, just come back another day,” Virginia advised.

“Peter’s tough—he can handle a few extra days of pain,” she added, patting my hand in concern.

“Mom! Am I even your real son?” Peter grumbled.

“I wonder about that sometimes,” Virginia replied straightly, teasing him.

“Think about it—has Hayley ever let anyone take advantage of her out there? And you? You’re supposed to be stronger than Hayley, yet you spend her money, go out, and get into trouble, and now she’s cleaning up your mess!”

Peter glanced at Benjamin and me pitifully before turning back to her and pleading, “Mom, keep your voice down.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Virginia muttered in annoyance. “But listen up—if you see Hayley getting exhausted later, you better tell her to stop, got it?”

Peter nodded obediently. Virginia then gave me a look, telling me to just do my best before finally stepping out.

Benjamin, however, remained completely still, standing there like a wooden post. I raised an eyebrow at him. “You’re not leaving?”