Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate
Chapter 707: What Do You Want?
“Relax. We’re not looking to die just yet,” Tom said, pushing his glasses up his nose, still appearing remarkably calm.
Nocturne didn’t want to waste time. He stood silently, stepping aside to clear a path. “Move. The cover of darkness is our best chance to leave.”
The couple quickly dressed and climbed out of bed, holding each other tightly as they slowly edged toward the door.
Nocturne narrowed his eyes, a strange feeling rising within him. For them to have gone into hiding here, they had to know just how many people wanted them dead.
It was certain they had expected this day, perhaps preparing for a noble sacrifice or pleading for their lives. But their present actions, calmly embracing, were completely different from either scenario.
Nocturne’s eyes swept the room quickly, catching a flicker of something cunning. His voice turned cold. “Stop.”
The couple froze mid-step but didn’t turn around. Tom tilted his head slightly to glance back. “What do you want?”
Nocturne stepped lightly, moving behind them. His wolf eyes gleamed. “A world-renowned physicist, yet there’s not a single book in your bedroom? Professor Lewis, don’t you think your disguise is a bit too sloppy?”
The moment he finished speaking, silence fell over the room like death. Almost instantly, the fake professor couple shifted into wolf form and bolted for the door.
However, Nocturne was faster. The second they leaped forward, he sank his teeth into their legs, snapping both pairs at once. The wounds were devastating, enough to incapacitate any typical werewolf. Yet, these two, with desperate strength, clawed their way toward the exit.
Nocturne’s instincts flared. Something was wrong with this house. Without hesitation, he darted to the only window in the room and leaped out. At that exact moment, a violent explosion tore through the night sky. The surrounding buildings were flattened in an instant.
Hayley’s POV:
Benjamin and I had just stepped out of the alley with our team when a group blocked our way. “Ms. Carson, Mr. Hanson invites you for a meeting.”
Hanson, on my behalf, I’d already planned to pay him a visit.
I let go of Benjamin’s hand and reassured him, “Take Henry and the others back first. I’ll be back soon.”
Benjamin frowned, clearly uneasy. Before he could respond, the man who approached us interrupted. “Mr. Hanson requests that Ms. Carson bring everyone along.”
“Are you serious? Has Mr. Hanson sunk so low as to involve himself in this kind of filth?” I asked, my voice dripping with cold sarcasm.
“Ms. Carson, you misunderstand. It’s just that in the black market, we have to follow black market rules.”
To my surprise, Benjamin readily agreed. I knew he was concerned for my safety, so in the end, I brought everyone along to Xavier’s place.
Though it was technically the black market’s administration hub, the place looked more like a luxury club. The interior was lavish and modern, but Xavier’s attire looked like something from medieval Europe. He was stunningly beautiful, but his skin was deathly pale, without a hint of color.
When we arrived, he was still lying with his eyes closed on an old wooden platform bed, the kind you’d expect a nobleman from centuries past to own—but in reality, he was a vampire.
Benjamin and the others were visibly startled when they realized what he was. I gave them a reassuring look.
The man who had led us there stepped forward respectfully to announce our arrival. “Mr. Hanson, Ms. Carson is here.”
Xavier slowly opened his eyes. His sharp gaze immediately locked onto me. “You’ve changed again,” he said with a teasing smile.
“You’re no different,” I replied calmly.
Only then did Xavier rise from the bed, strolling to the front of the platform. He bent slightly at the waist and extended a hand toward me. “Let’s speak as equals.”
I was just about to take his hand and use it to leap up onto the platform when Benjamin suddenly reached out and stopped me.