Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 33 Why Is It Him?

Hayley’s POV:

The tennis open tournament arrived before I could arrange a meeting with Paul.

Finished

On the day of my first match, everyone had other important commitments, so it was Henry who drove me to the venue.

He was in a rush too. As soon as he dropped me off, he was ready to head back.

Before leaving, he couldn’t resist throwing in some snak. Hayley, if you’re struggling to keep up with your opponent, it’s okay to forfeit early. Don’t let those strong Beta–level players hurt you. After all, you’re just a weak Omega. Your physical abilities can’t compare to theirs.

I raised an eyebrow, smirking as I asked, ‘Are you that certain I’m going to lose?”

Henry’s expression was a picture of disbelief as if to say “Do you really think you have a chance?”

I didn’t bother arguing further and left him with one final remark. “Remember, a ber’s a bet

With that, I walked into the court without looking back

My opponent was a professional tennis player, a mid–level Beta ranked in the top 200 globally. After two hours, I easily defeated her 6-2, 6-1, moving on to the next round without breaking much of a sweat.

When we shook hands after the match, she stared at me in disbelief and muttered, “Are you really just some unknown Omega?”

To that, I could only apologize silently. I’m not an Omega at all; I’m a full–blooded Alpha.

On the court, my numerous aces nearly drove her to the point of collapse. Despite masking my true identity, my natural Alpha reflexes and physical strength were far superior.

the court, a car horn caught my attention. A sleek Audi A8 had pulled up right

grinning as usual, eager to please. “Alpha, hop

opened the door and got in without hesitation. The car sped

up with business for the Shadow Pack like you asked, I’d have been there cheering

today’s match?” he asked.

I answered casually. Thomas burst out laughing. “Alpha, you

the real reason you came to find me?” I

let me treat you to a meal first,

too well–he wouldn’t have come looking for me unless something important was going

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Why Is

The meal is on

the car

me to

Finished

We

chase. “Well, let’s hear it. What’s

know me too well. You can always tell when I’ve got something on my

with the small talk. Spill it‘

to 50 million dollars, and from the looks of it, we haven’t even hit

paused mid–sip, frowning slightly. “Do we know who’s behind the

then uttered a

tasted like water. I set my glass down. “Why is

him?

match. The information Benjamin had provided on

to need a lot of funding. With 50 million dollars, I could make a big difference.