Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate novel Chapter 766

Chapter 766 It’s Illegal to Kill Your Husband

Hayley’s POV:

Truman stepped forward until he was standing right in front of me. He lowered his head slightly and said, “Ms. Carson, it looks like I’ve helped you again. Let me think–how many times is that now? Have you figured out how you’re going to repay me?”

“Not going to,” I replied flatly. “You did it of your own free will. I never asked for your help.”

The man standing nearby seemed to realize we knew each other, and his face paled in an instant. He didn’t even dare breathe too loudly.

Taking advantage of the moment, he silently picked up the coat on his chair and began inching toward the door, moving like a sideways crab–one slow shuffle at a time.

“Stop right there!”

Truman, just as quick as I was, caught the man’s movement and barked the command. Then he slowly turned around.

“You think you can just walk out like nothing happened after saying things you shouldn’t have?”

Melody walked in at that moment, clearly sensing the tension in the air. She hurried over, her expression grave as she warned, “This isn’t our territory, and it’s definitely not Grimmoon Pack. Don’t stir up trouble here.”

“Oh, Melody, you’ve got it all wrong,” Truman said, all innocent charm. “I’m not the type to bully the weak. If you’re wondering why I’m like this, maybe you should ask him.” –

He tilted his chin toward the man cowering against the wall.

Melody frowned thoughtfully before walking over to him.

“Sorry, sir,” she said calmly, “he’s got a bit of a temper.”

The man opened his mouth to say it was fine, but Melody cut in, “So, please apologize.”

I nearly burst out laughing..

Melody really was something else. This woman was interesting.

“He hit me, and I’m the one who has to apologize?” The man gazed at her as if she had just gone insane.

“You could choose not to,” Melody said with a shrug. “But then he might feel the need to convince you himself. The last guy who tried his luck is probably still being picked clean by rogues outside–if they left any bones behind.”

Before she could finish, the man bowed, with his hands pressed together in a pleading gesture. “Sir, it was my fault–I’m sorry!”

As he apologized, he started slapping himself across the face. “It was my mouth! I said something stupid— it’s all on me! Please, in the name of the Moon Goddess, forgive me!”

Truman’s face didn’t change, but he turned to me with a slight tilt of his head. “I’m not the one he needs forgiveness from. It’s her call.”

Yes, ma am!” The man said, swiveling his head toward me and bowing so fast it was almost a blur i was wrong, I swear! I won’t ever do it again; please let me off this time!”

I waved my hand dismissively, not interested in bothering with him. “Get out of here. You’re ruining my appetite.”

“Thank you! Thank you!” He cried, instantly shifting into hi

his tail was on fire.

wolf form and bolting out of the restaurant like

The folks who had been eating at his table didn’t wait around either–they scattered like leaves in the wind, terrified of being next.

I stretched, completely ignoring Truman, and sank back into

my seat.

But no sooner had I sat down than I felt a warm breath drift across my ear.

Then came Truman’s low, teasing voice. “Ms. Carson, I helped you again. Are you sure you’re not going to repay me properly?”