Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 145 A Championship Contender

Benjamin’s POV:

I smirked and didn’t think much of it, focusing all my attention back on the race.

“There he is! Number 6, Patrick Holden! The only racer from North Annestone!” an excited voice called out from the crowd.

My sharp cars immediately caught it, and the voice sounded strangely familiar.

I looked over in the direction, of the sound and couldn‘, help but think how small the world real was–ir

was that guy, Thomas.

But something felt off. Why was Thomas with Hazel?

Those two didn’t seem like they’d have any connection. One of them spent most of their time in France, while the other was a regular in the Midnight Pack.

Yet, from the way they were acting, they seemed pretty comfortable around each other–like they weren’t meeting for the first time.

I pulled my gaze away, wondering if I was just overthinking it. Something about it felt… strange.

The last time I’d seen Thomas, he’d been with Hayley

Hayley’s POV:

racer named Patrick with a slight smile on my face. This guy isn’t bad. I actually think he

didn’t seem to agree. “Alpha, Patrick’s an unknown. I’m pretty sure this is his first time competing in such a top–tier race, and he’s only a low–rank Beta. I don’t think

condescension from higher–ranked wolves,

I could understand his perspective, but I still felt that Patrick had potential.

group ended, Patrick had

seriously. Thomas just sighed. “Alpha, I know you’re

disagree. I think Z from Goavinan is the one to watch. His strength is no joke, and he’s got a better

“Thomas, why don’t we make a bet?”

he’d made a bet with me, he’d practically never won. “Alpha, what do you want to bet this

race, let’s bet

never won a single bet against you. I’m practically losing the shirt off my back here. Have a little pity and let me off

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“Alright, alright! Look at you, so pitiful. Let’s keep it small this

it was just a dinner at a Michelin restaurant, he visibly relaxed. “Alright, fine, just a dinner. So. Alpha,

“Yes, I’m putting my money on him!”

with Z! But let’s agree no backing out, no matter who

our full