Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate
Chapter 719: Who Sent You?
Hayley’s POV:
Xavier set his glass down and leisurely poured himself another drink from the bottle. With a sly grin, he said, “It’s not that I knew you’d come, but I knew we’d meet again soon enough. It’s not surprising.”
He paused, gazing into his glass. “Over the years, we’ve always been like this: seeing each other frequently for a time, then losing touch for long stretches.”
“I don’t have time for a trip down memory lane,” I stated bluntly, getting straight to the point. “Someone went missing after I left here.”
“Bring him back to me!”
“I didn’t take your guy,” Xavier said nonchalantly, feigning innocence. “I thought you didn’t need him anymore.”
“Whether I need him or not is my business. My person went missing from your territory. Don’t tell me you can’t handle it.” My tone grew more serious.
Xavier paused mid-pour, a shadow crossing his face. “Hayley, you can’t just bully me because I favor you!”
“I said he’s not here. I don’t want to repeat myself a third time.” He revealed the sharp fangs typical of his vampire clan. His expression didn’t make him seem like he was lying. In fact, I had considered this possibility—that a third party was responsible—but I had held onto a sliver of hope.
“Sorry to bother you.” I turned to leave, tossing the words over my shoulder.
“Wait!” Xavier’s smile returned. “I can’t find your guy, but it doesn’t mean I can’t help you save him.”
I paused mid-step. Before I could turn around, Silas approached, respectfully handing over a box.
“Your brother’s injuries are severe, and I’m very concerned.”
“This medicine won’t bring someone back from the dead, but it can keep him and his wolf in a near-death state for six months. That would give you time to save him.” Xavier smiled faintly.
I glanced at the box in Silas’s hand but didn’t take it immediately. I looked at Xavier from the corner of my eye. “What’s the catch?”
Even though we’ve known each other for a long time, I never take much without giving back more. He always found a way to get double or more in return. I’ve often thought that with Xavier’s business acumen, he’s wasted in the black market; he belongs in the financial markets, competing with capitalists.
“Cut to the chase. What do you want?” I said irritably.
“Alright, you never want to chat with me.” Xavier sighed, setting his glass down.
When he looked up again, his eyes gleamed with shrewdness. “I want you to fight in the arena for me, ten times, and you have to win them all.”
“Deal.” I agreed without hesitation.
I thought for a moment and then asked him seriously, “Tell me, who sent you to give me this medicine?”