Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 698: What’s Happening?

Hayley’s POV:

“Hayley! I’m your uncle! How can you treat me like this?” Jeremy shouted, struggling against the enforcers.

Annoyed, I covered my ears and snapped, “You’re too loud!”

Seeing my expression, the Beta enforcers wasted no time tossing him out. I kept my gaze fixed on them.

Harris, lying near the doorway, swallowed hard when he saw Jeremy thrown out. With his injured leg, he dragged himself outside. Their house staff transformed into wolves and approached fearfully, carrying the two men away.

Henry watched with confusion. “Aren’t they your family? What’s happening?”

I didn’t answer. Instead, I turned and headed straight for Dominic’s room.

Inside, Dominic was busy at his computer. He let out a frustrated sigh when he noticed me. “I still can’t get in touch with Nocturne. I even tried using the mind-link, but nothing.”

“You’ve managed SI for years. Don’t you have a direct way to contact your members outside of the internal system?” I asked.

Dominic shrugged. “Like you said, I handle management, not software development.”

“Maybe we could reach out to the mysterious hacker X, but… well, that won’t be cheap. SI’s budget is tight.”

I stayed quiet for a moment before stepping forward and taking over the keyboard. Dominic watched as I started typing rapidly. “Whoa, your hands are a blur!”

Ignoring him, I continued inputting code. Five minutes later, I hit the final key and exhaled.

“Alright, for the next ten minutes, you’ll be the only one able to call Nocturne. Make it count.”

“Got it!” Dominic immediately pulled out his phone and dialed.

Northlipe.

According to the latest intel, Nocturne had reached the outskirts of Tom’s residence. Like a patient hunter, he wasn’t one to rush. Instead, he waited in ambush, ensuring the safe window had passed before making his move to avoid being sensed by the enemy.

He lay concealed in a newly dug hole, camouflaged with grass mats and mud, leaving just a small opening to watch through his telescope. At that moment, he was positioned behind the scope, studying the renowned physicist couple with keen focus. They fit the image of high-ranking Beta intellectuals—modest attire, glasses, and neatly styled hair that reflected restraint. Yet, despite their composed appearance, an undeniable strength radiated from within them.

The waiting period was over. Tonight, he would make his move and take them. If he hesitated, someone else who had caught wind of their location would act first.

Just then, his phone buzzed violently.