Chapter 57: He Doesn’t Want to Be My Mate

Hayley’s POV

After George finished talking, he motioned for Matthew to pull out some paperwork. Then, he turned to me.

“Hayz, I’ve given this a lot of thought. Since one day you’ll choose one of my grandsons as your mate, you’ll be my granddaughter-in-law. The future of the Southwells will be yours to shape, so I’m transferring 30 percent of my shares to you. It’s a gift from me, no matter who you marry or become the Luna of our Midnight Pack.”

The Southwell brothers were all taken aback, except Benjamin. Their expressions showed shock. Christopher was the first to voice his thoughts.

“Grandpa, isn’t this a bit rash? Even setting aside if Hayley will marry into our family, giving away 30 percent of the company shares is a big risk.”

“Yes, Grandpa. Maybe you should reconsider,” Henry added.

“I also think it’s a bit hasty,” Tanner chimed in, glancing at me. “She’s still young and may not be ready for such responsibility.”

George wasn’t fazed by their concerns and addressed me directly. “I’ve considered everything, but I’ve made up my mind. If Hayz is okay with it, she just needs to sign the papers.”

I bit my lip. Thirty percent of the Southwell shares was a huge amount, something many would jump at. But for me, the Alpha of the Shadow Pack, it was just a number. What mattered more was that I had no intention of staying with the Midnight Pack or with the Southwells. Besides Benjamin, I had no interest in any of the Southwell brothers—especially not as a mate. Moreover, Benjamin had made it clear that he didn’t want me to pick him.

With that in mind, I responded, “Grandpa, this is too generous. I can’t accept it. You should take it back.”

“Hayz, I know you’re thoughtful, but this decision is final. You can leave it with me for now. If you ever need it in the future, it’ll be yours. No matter what happens, I’ll always treat you as my granddaughter. Whether you marry into this family or find your destined mate elsewhere, these shares are yours as a wedding gift.”

“Grandpa, I…” My voice caught as emotions welled up. I hugged him tightly.

He patted my back reassuringly. “It’s alright. You’re grown now. Just listen to me.”

“But…” I still wanted to find a reason to decline.

“No need to overthink it. Let’s wrap up business and enjoy dinner,” George said, dismissing my protest and urging everyone to eat.

At dinner, though, I couldn’t help but notice that, aside from Benjamin, the Southwell brothers weren’t eating much. Christopher had to leave midway for work, and not long after, Tanner made an excuse and left as well. In the end, only Benjamin, Henry, and Irving were left at the table.

“I have some matters to discuss with Mr. York,” George said as he got up. “The three of you can take Hayz home on your way out.”

After he left, Henry spoke up. “Boss, I’ve got plans with my friends tonight and won’t be going back. Let Ben take you back.”

With that, he left, leaving only me with Benjamin and Irving. Arrangement suggested Benjamin should take me home, but Irving stepped in first.

“Come with me,” he said.

I waved to Benjamin. “We’ll head out now.”

Benjamin nodded but gave Irving a long, meaningful look. I could tell something was off between them.

As I settled into Irving’s car, Hera, my inner wolf, was unhappy. “Why didn’t you go back with Benjamin? He’s our destined mate!”

“Come on! Don’t you remember? He said he didn’t want me to choose him. I’m an Alpha; I have my pride,”

“Don’t be so uncontrollable whenever he appears. Can’t you restrain yourself a bit?” I scolded Hera.

“How can I control myself around him? His scent is irresistible. He’s our destined mate, chosen by the Moon Goddess!” Hera retorted.

“Calm down. When this year is over, we’ll leave the Midnight Pack and find a mate we both agree on,” I reassured her.

Irving’s voice interrupted my thoughts, “You don’t seem to be in a good mood.”

I snapped out of my thoughts. Before I could speak, he continued, “Want to listen to some music?”

I nodded. “Sure.”

He turned on the car stereo, and a soft, relaxing tune played.

“This is my favorite song, written by the famous composer, Harmony,” Irving said.

Recognizing the melody, I paused for a moment before asking, “Do you like her?”