Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate
Chapter 611: Private Cell
Hayley’s POV:
As soon as we arrived at Greenhill Hospital, we were stopped at the entrance. A guard, baring his sharp wolf fangs, said menacingly, “Sorry, but without the patient’s family’s consent, you can’t go in!” He stood in front of the iron gate.
“We are the family of the patients staying here, Alan and Peter. Why can’t we go in?” Virginia retorted.
“That’s not for me to know. Our rule is clear—no one gets in without a note signed by Hospital Director Mr. Clark,” the guard said coldly.
“No exceptions!!” He remained icy.
“What a load of cr*p!” Virginia swore in frustration. It was the first time I had ever heard her curse.
“I need your permission to see my husband and son? This isn’t a hospital; it’s more like a private prison you’ve set up!” she exclaimed.
“Even though this city has an Alpha King, it’s governed jointly by several major families. Don’t forget, the Sanders family is one of the ruling families!”
“I am Mrs. Sanders. My husband is the heir of the Sanders family. Who are you, a Beta guard, to stop me from seeing my husband?” Virginia thundered, her presence exuding a strength I’d never seen in her before. Both Hera and I were thrilled. Our mother, like us, would never bow down to bullies!
“Say what you want, but without a signed authorization, no one is getting in,” the guard maintained, unmoved.
“So what if you’re Mrs. Sanders? Don’t think I don’t know—the real control of the Sanders family isn’t in your husband’s hands, or yours!” His tone was mocking.
“This is illegal detention! Does the law mean nothing to you?” Virginia transformed, turning into her wolf form and roaring as she advanced on the guard.
But these guards, though merely of Beta rank, were clearly well-trained enforcers. Virginia was no match for them. With a mere push, the leading guard sent Virginia stumbling backward, almost causing her to fall. Thankfully, I reacted quickly and caught her. Hera was urging me to switch, eager to come out and give them a good beating. I held back, staying rational. Now wasn’t the time to reveal my Alpha identity. Besides, these people weren’t worth Hera’s effort; I could handle it myself.
“I’m fine,” Virginia sighed, shaking her head. “Michelle, as you can see, we can’t get in.”
“These guards not only transform into wolves to intimidate us, but the security inside the hospital also illegally carries firearms.”
“I tried years ago to break Alan and Peter out, but it came to nothing…”
“Oh? Guns?” I released Virginia and stepped in front of her, facing the guard myself. “If I remember correctly, no werewolf hospital in this city is permitted to carry firearms. Where did you get authorization for guns?” I asked sharply, locking eyes with him.
“None of your business!” The guard glared at me arrogantly, showing no respect. I clenched my fists, anger rising within me…
In Roy Clark’s office at Greenhill Hospital, Freya sipped her hot coffee leisurely, her legs crossed, looking entirely composed. She had received word of Hayley and the others while they were still en route, allowing her ample time to get here first. After giving Roy a few instructions and providing a hefty donation, he was so pleased that he even called back the high-ranking Beta guards on standby. Now, with the hospital gates tightly shut and the guards armed, Hayley and her companions had no chance of getting their loved ones out—unless they grew wings.
Knock, knock. A sudden knock on the door made Freya look up…