Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 149 Don’t Come Looking for Me Again.

Hayley’s POV:

“That new

new song Christopher is releasing–it was written by you, wasn’t it?”

Finished

The moment we met, Siete came right out with it, his tone calm and steady, betraying no hint of emotion.

He was staring at me, almost as if he was hoping I’d deny it. I stayed silent, which was as good as admitting

it.

The song’s style was so unmistakably mine, and the lyrics were in my signature style too. Anyone who knew me well would recognize it at once as my work.

“I thought you said you weren’t going to write songs anymore. Why make an exception this time?” Siete asked, looking at me with confusion.

I hadn’t expected him to find me so quickly. I’d already considered the consequences before doing this, so I didn’t bother to beat around the bush with him. “I didn’t write the original song. I just made a few small adjustments. It’s no big deal.”

“But the style is so obvious, Harmony. Aren’t you worried that word will get out that you’re making a -comeback?” I gave a small smile, though it didn’t reach my eyes. “It doesn’t matter. I have no intention of

just a favor for a

case, why didn’t you let me take this opportunity

was just a one–time thing. The past is still fresh in my mind, and I can’t bring myself to step back into the spotlight as a ‘new‘ me. This was my one exception -it

furrowed. “Harmony, I know you suffered a lot back then. That incident deserves to have the truth revealed. I believe you’d

it? We were teammates, yet you never truly trusted me. When it came down to choosing between me and her, you would never choose to believe

He looked at me, wanting

be friends either. Don’t come

turned to leave, but Siete grabbed my arm. “Harmony Gillian didn’t mean to hurt

wants to relive those glory days

you

hand off. “Sorry, I’m not interested. As the Alpha of the Shadow Pack. I’m busy. I

those words, I walked away without looking back at the stunned Siete.

feeling far calmer

I was no longer trapped by the past.

CIKL.

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the next.

really aware sound of a car

to stir with excitement, making