Chapter 620: Be a Carefree Princess

Hayley’s POV:

Virginia, worried about further conflict, quickly interjected, “Fine, we’ll do it your way.”

“Hayley knows how to handle this. You’re tired; let’s head back.”

Alan nodded slightly, not arguing further. They finally left.

Once they were gone, I stared at the ceiling, feeling a whirlwind of emotions. Benjamin sat quietly, holding my hand, offering silent support. After spending a couple more hours in the hospital, he accompanied me back to the Carsons Estate.

Grandma, seeing just the two of us return, looked puzzled and asked, “Did you save them?”

“Yes,” I replied with a strained smile. “I’m just a bit tired. I’m going to my room to rest.”

Dorothy, sensing something was off, waited until Hayley walked away before questioning Benjamin.

“What happened? Hayley left so excited and now looks upset. Who stirred up my girl?”

“It’s nothing, Dorothy,” Benjamin tried to reassure her. “Hayley’s just exhausted from saving them. She used a lot of energy.”

“Is that so?” Dorothy eyed him skeptically.

“Yes.” Benjamin nodded, shifting the conversation. “Dorothy, today Hayley agreed to marry me.”

“We’re planning to get married and hope you and Bill can give us your blessing.”

“Are you sure about this?” Bill asked, stepping out from another room.

“I’m certain,” Benjamin declared. “From the beginning, Hayley has been the only one I wanted to marry. No matter if she is an Omega or anything else, she is my destined mate, my one true love.”

Bill and Dorothy exchanged a meaningful glance, understanding that Hayley had not yet revealed her Alpha identity to Benjamin. They could only pray that when the truth emerged, it wouldn’t drive a wedge between them. Being with your destined mate was a rare and precious gift, something not every werewolf had the fortune to experience. The elderly couple shared a silent agreement.

They nodded to Benjamin. “If that’s the case, proceed with the preparations. Everything must be done according to tradition. My granddaughter deserves nothing less.”

Bill nodded, deep in thought about Hayley. By rights, if she saved her father and brother, the Sanders family should be grateful and eager to bring her back into the fold. Why had things seemed to culminate in her returning alone?

It seemed the Sanders family was quite disappointing. If they continued to treat her like this, it might be best if she didn’t return at all.

Meanwhile, at the Sanders Residence:

The news of Alan and Peter waking up had somehow leaked, and by the time they arrived home, the house was swarmed with relatives. It took a while to get rid of everyone.

Alan lay down on his bed, and just as Virginia was about to bring up Freya, Alan raised his hand, signaling for a servant to fetch Freya. Freya arrived promptly, looking the picture of dutifulness.

“Dad, you called for me?”

“Yes,” Alan nodded, his tone serious. “Prepare to hand over the company’s responsibilities and the management of our state’s werewolf territories to me and Peter starting tomorrow.”

“You’ve shouldered these duties alone for years, and we appreciate it. From now on, you can step back and live like the carefree princess you deserve to be.”

Freya’s face momentarily tightened, but she quickly masked her displeasure.

“Dad, you just woke up. You’re not fully recovered yet.”

“I’m familiar with all the management tasks. A few more days won’t hurt. Why don’t you and your brother recuperate fully first? I’ll continue handling things in the meantime.” She feigned concern.

“I see right through you!” Virginia snapped. “You just don’t want to give up power! The true heir to the Sanders is back. Hand over the reins unless you want to be thrown out!”

“Virginia!” Alan interrupted impatiently. “Why do you always use that tone with Freya?”

“Remember, before Michelle returned, Freya was the one by our side. Without her, how difficult would those days have been?”

“Even your wolf was saved by Freya. Have you forgotten?”

Virginia snorted in derision. The incident with the wolfsbane poisoning of her wolf had Freya’s involvement written all over it!

“I said, no more talk of adoption. We’re all family, and you must stop harboring grudges against… misunderstandings.” Alan continued to defend Freya strenuously.

Infuriated, Virginia fell silent. After a moment, she suddenly remembered the imprisoned Laurel, and a flash of inspiration struck her. She grabbed Alan’s hand excitedly. “If you doubt me, call Laurel. Let her speak, and the truth will come out!”

Freya tensed immediately, her breath catching in her throat.