Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 1 Choosing A Mate

Hayley’s POV

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As the first female Alpha of the Shadow Pack, I knew my marriage path would not follow the typical romantic tale. No waiting Moon Goddess signs at eighteen for me.

The moment I took on the Alpha mantle, my priorities shifted toward preserving the pack’s legacy, even if it meant sacrificing personal happiness for strategic alliances.

Yet, I refused to simply acquiesce as my parents had, sacrificing their happiness for duty with little to show for it.

Instead, one restless evening, I shifted into my wolf form and dashed through the forest, seeking solace in its familiar embrace.

Caught during my restless run, my assistant approached. “Alpha, your grandfather wishes to discuss an urgent matter.”

Acknowledging with a swift nod, I phased back to human form and sped across the plains, returning to our grand estate in a blink.

Upon entering his study, Grandpa laid out his plans. “To strengthen our bond with the Midnight Pack, you are to consider marrying one of the Southwells, who lead them.”

He then insisted on a prompt engagement.

Leaning back, I mulled over his words. After that, I met his gaze with a defiant smirk. “Fine, but on my terms.

mustn’t learn of

develop within a year, and they show no interest in me, I walk away.

happen, I’ll negotiate alternate terms for

eventually nodded in agreement. Since losing my paren has always shown me great affection.

bound by any potential mate’s recognition, I masked my scent before departure.

forsook luxury travel for a budget flight to the Midnight

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everyone around. If not for the bodyguards present, numerous onlookers would have approached them to

he think we have nothing better to do?” I overheard the rebellious–looking one among

on a budget airline, she’s probably not even a direct descendant of the Phantom Pack ruling family. I heard she’s just an Omega,” added another, who wore a mask and hat. I soon recognized him as Christopher Southwell, the fourth brother

Midnight Pack. How can we let an Omega from Phoenix City choose one of us as a fiancé? I thought Grandpa was joking when he mentioned this yesterday!” said Tanner Southwell,

being the first Alpha heir. He doesn’t

quiet one beside Tanner had to be Irving Southwell, the second

I checked my deliberately shabby outfit and rough makeup, grinning as I

are you the Southwell brothers? I’m

who incredulously asked,

Carson?”

nodded, playing up my admiration. “Grandpa wasn’t lying, you guys are so handsome.”

at me, unimpressed, “Even if you’re an Omega with no taste,

so crass.”