Chapter 735 In Peter’s Name

Hayley’s POV:

As the most powerful figure in the entire werewolf tribe, every elder from all the packs had always kept a close eye on his every move as the Alpha King. Even the slightest misstep could be used against him, and in serious cases, he could be impeached and removed from his position as Alpha King—or worse, punished by the Moon Goddess. So unless absolutely necessary, I really didn’t want to cause trouble for Samson. But since this involves Claudio, I had no choice but to ask for his help.

The unknown enemy had always been the most terrifying. I feared Claudio had been taken by the current SI Organization. Since they had dared to target Dominic before—there was no guarantee they wouldn’t use even crueler methods against Claudio now. That was why I had to act fast.

“Send me your friend’s photo and any other info. I’ll get someone on it right away.” Samson agreed without a moment of hesitation.

I hadn’t wanted to disturb his rest, but knowing that nighttime was when we werewolves strike most effectively, I agreed without hesitation. “Alright, I’ll send it to your phone now.”

With that, I lowered the phone, ready to hang up, but Samson’s voice halted me. “Wait, don’t hang up yet. You didn’t get into any trouble at the black market, did you?”

“No, the guy in charge of the black market is a friend of mine. No one dares mess with me,” I replied honestly. “The werewolves from the black market aren’t involved.”

“That’s not what I meant—I’m worried about your safety.”

Samson sounded a little exasperated. “You think I don’t know what kind of place the black market is? It’s crawling with all kinds of werewolves, vampires, and witches—it’s total chaos. As the Alpha of the Shadow Pack, how can you be so careless about your own safety?”

“Ugh, Uncle Samson, can you stop acting like a stern Alpha King when you’re talking to me?” I shook my head helplessly. “You know I took over as Alpha of the Shadow Pack a long time ago. You should trust in my strength. I can absolutely take care of myself!”

“You’re talented and a fast learner—that’s what I’m worried about. Sometimes you’re too bold and careless. People like that are easy targets,” Samson said, his tone full of concern.

“Ugh, why do you have to nag so much? You’re worse than my grandpa! Just wait—I’m telling Luna about this. Then you’ll know how annoying it is to have a buzzing bee in your ear all day!” I grumbled, clearly annoyed.

“My Luna could never run circles around me the way you do.” Samson chuckled.

“Alright, alright! We all know you two are the perfect couple. Ugh—so sleepy now. Let’s not talk anymore. Bye!” I faked a yawn and hung up.

Tossing the phone aside, I pulled out my laptop and hacked into the Sander Group’s internal network, extracting Freya’s schedule for the coming week. As I studied the itinerary on screen, I intertwined my fingers and slowly leaned back in my chair.

“Freya, get ready to feel what it’s like to be haunted every step of the way. I’ll take everything you care about—all in Peter’s name.”

I took a deep breath and was just about to shut down the laptop when suddenly, a call popped up on the screen…