Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 252: A Warning for Benjamin

Hayley’s POV:

“Are you sure Benjamin’s coming too?” I frowned, instinctively pausing when I heard his voice.

“Yes, my people have tracked his movements. He’ll show up at the race tonight. Once he’s in his car, we’ll make our move. We need to ensure he doesn’t make it out alive.”

“But didn’t the boss say we only need to cripple one of his legs? Not his life?”

“Haha, when you take someone’s money, you do the job. This race is full of dangers, and most racers have signed their lives away. If something happens, it won’t be our fault. Why not take this chance to do the boss a favor?”

“But he’s the Alpha of Midnight Pack. His skills are top-tier. Are you sure you can beat him?”

“So what if he’s an Alpha? The people I’ve hired are outlaws—they aren’t afraid of him. Plus, we’ll be in the shadows, and he’ll be in the spotlight. We don’t need to face him directly.”

“Right. This time, Benjamin’s as good as dead.”

Listening to their conversation, a cold shiver ran down my spine. I watched as they got into their car and drove off, my fists tightening in silence. I hadn’t expected to overhear something like this by showing up early at the race. Their target was Benjamin, and it was clear they were working for someone. But who was behind this?

I knew I had to warn Benjamin. Therefore, I picked up the phone and quickly dialed his number.

“Are you at Meeham for the race?” I asked.

Benjamin paused, then asked in confusion, “How do you know?”

I didn’t want to hide anything from him, but just as I was about to tell him everything I had overheard, I realized—right now, my position was still tied to Midnight Pack. If I said too much, I’d be digging my own grave.

Instead, I asked, “Benjamin, does your family have any enemies? Or does Midnight Pack have rival packs? Or have you made any enemies recently?”

Benjamin immediately caught the undertone in my voice, his tone turning serious. “Hayley, what are you trying to say?”

I glanced around before lowering my voice. “I’m worried someone might try to hurt you during the race. Stay careful.”

His voice softened, reassuring me. “Don’t worry. I’ve got it covered.”

Chapter 252 – A Warning for Benjamin

I grunted and said, “Good luck. I’m hoping you’ll do great.”

We ended the call, and I quickly searched the car plate numbers I had remembered. But the plate turned out to be fake, and after hours of searching, I found nothing.

For the first time, I felt frustrated, but I wasn’t about to give up. No matter what, I couldn’t let Benjamin be hurt tonight. I had to stop whatever plot was being set against him.

The race was being held in Mecham, a dream come true for racing fans. The tickets had sold out long ago, and the venue was parked an hour before the race was set to begin.

I changed into an outfit of black and white casual wear, paired with boots, and topped it off with an old cap. I also made sure to cover my face with a mask.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I hardly recognized the person staring back at me. It was the perfect disguise.

I made my way into the waiting area and saw all the racers preparing for the competition. When they saw me, their jaws dropped in shock, staring at me in disbelief.

Soon, the room buzzed with excitement. “Sara? Is it her? She’s here to race! I thought this was just a stunt by the organizers!”

“What kind of luck is this? I’m racing with Sara tonight. Can I forfeit now?”

“Sara, can you sign my chest?” One racer approached, holding out a pen.

I smiled apologetically and said, “Sorry, I don’t like signing in such a personal spot.”

He insisted, “Sara, you’re my idol. Your drifting in the French race three years ago was incredible! I’ve never seen anyone drift like you. Nobody even comes close.”

“Sara, didn’t you quit racing? Why are you back?” another racer asked.

I answered calmly, “Personal reasons. I prefer to keep them private.”

They didn’t press me further.

At that moment, my wolf Hera stirred inside me, sensing something. I looked up and saw Benjamin entering through the doors. It hit me—his idol was also me, the racing legend, Sara. Could he be here to meet me?