Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 2 You’re Hayley, Aren’t You?

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“Enough! You ugly and uncultured Omega, stop acting so naive! I can’t stand it anymore.” Henry snapped, clearly fed up.

The disdain was palpable in the silence of his other brothers.

I had to bite my inner cheek to keep from laughing outright at their disgusted expressions. Masking my amusement, I portrayed a wounded facade as I followed them into the villa.

A servant showed me to my room, overly decorated in what they must have thought was every girl’s dream–pastel blues and overflowing with brand–name fashion items.

I feigned awe at the designer labels, only increasing their revulsion.

As we descended the stairs later, I caught snippets of Henry venting to his brothers, Thank goodness she’s not triggering any mate bonds. Imagine being tied to such a tasteless Omega

for life!”

Jsmirked inwardly, pleased with my decision to mask my scent beforehand. These brothers

were definitely not what I was looking for, and thankfully, the feeling was mutual.

Before arriving, I had my people dig into the Southwells‘ background. Their elders enjoyed traveling, and Benjamin Southwell, the Alpha heir, was rarely home due to his duties.

their own places, their Alpha grandfather had summoned

served by the staff. Tanner, sitting opposite me, appeared to have

are numerous outfits I’ve coordinated upstairs. I

my simple dress and responded nonchalantly, “My grandmother made it. I

and dropped the subject.

let’s be clear: none of us are interested in marrying you, and Ben will never like you. It’s best you leave

look, biting my lip. “But how would I explain that to

our wealth.” Henry accused, his face flushing with anger. “Stay, and you’ll only invite

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Omega pose, silently continuing with my meal, giving no

bluster.

because the four of them barely touched their dinner before leaving.

my meal, enjoying the flavours that the Southwells‘ kitchen had perfected.

accomplished: No one in the Southwells took a liking to me, and I could leave the Midnight

to my room and received

Astoria? How are things? Is anyone from the Midnight Pack giving

smirked as I typed my response, Those Southwells think they can push me around? Even disguised as an Omega, my cunning won’t let

cautioned me, ‘Alpha, you’re amazing! And don’t underestimate the Alpha heirs of the Midnight Pack,

muttered ‘Benjamin Southwell‘ under my breath with

Midnight Pack, but I have already assumed the Alpha leadership

still beneath