Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 606: On the Edge of Losing Control

Hayley’s POV:

Just as I felt myself on the edge of losing control, ready to let Hera take charge, Benjamin stepped forward. He gently grasped my hand, his voice low and soothing, as though he didn’t want to startle me.

“Hayley,” he murmured softly. “Take a deep breath. Everything will be okay. Mrs. Virginia isn’t going anywhere. Trust me,” he said, his presence grounding me in a way I couldn’t explain.

His calmness worked like magic, and the intense anger inside me began to subside. I could feel Hera’s rage simmering down, allowing me to regain control of myself. Slowly, I loosened my grip on Virginia’s hand.

The officer, seeing that I was no longer resisting, relaxed and holstered his gun with a grunt.

“That’s better,” he muttered. “Honestly, their family matters are none of your concern. No need to make a scene.”

After his little lecture, he gestured at Freya, urging her to move forward. Understanding the unspoken message, Freya and Daniel quickly began dragging Virginia toward the door.

However, before they could make it out, a line of people suddenly blocked their path. Tyrone, Benjamin’s second-in-command, stood in the doorway, flanked by a group of Beta warriors. Freya and her crew had nowhere to go.

The officer’s irritation flared. “What’s going on here? Do you really think you can stop a police officer from doing his job? Do you want to get shot?” He glared at them, his frustration clear. “This city is not under Midnight Pack’s control!”

Once the officer finished his outburst, Benjamin raised his hand slowly in a gesture of calm. Tyrone nodded and stepped forward, taking a document from one of his assistants. He walked across the yard and handed it to Benjamin.

Holding the paper up for everyone to see, Benjamin spoke with measured authority, “This is the paternity test for Hayley and Mrs. Virginia. It confirms that Hayley is indeed Virginia’s biological daughter. The testing center is just nearby, and if anyone has doubts, my men can escort you there for confirmation.”

He tossed the document casually at Freya’s feet. Turning back to the officer, Benjamin asked coolly, “So, do we now have the right to keep Ms. Virginia here?”

The officer, now looking uneasy, picked up the document and began studying it. As he saw the 99.99% match, his frustration deepened. He glanced at Freya, his annoyance growing.

“Ms. Freya, care to explain this?” he asked, his voice thick with disbelief. “Weren’t you just saying Hayley wasn’t a Sanders and that she was holding Mrs. Virginia illegally? What do you have to say now?”

Freya was silent, her teeth clenched tightly. She glared at me, the venom in her stare clear, her plans unraveling before her eyes. She had thought she could erase the test center’s records with her money, but she never anticipated that I would retrieve the original report.

I met her glare with unwavering resolve, not backing down for a second. The officer, no longer fooled by Freya’s act, seemed to finally piece everything together.

“Handle your own family drama,” he muttered, disgusted. He tossed the report aside and stormed off.

Virginia, who had been kneeling, picked up the document again. She stared at the last page for a moment before crumpling it in her shaking hands, overwhelmed by emotion. Tears streamed down her face as she walked toward me, her arms wrapping around me tightly.

“Michelle, my daughter… I finally found you! I’ve missed you so much!” she cried.

I always thought I had a firm grip on my emotions, that I could control everything—even Hera’s unpredictable nature. But when Virginia held me, sobbing uncontrollably, I felt lost. I wasn’t sure how to react, how to hold it all together.