Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 442 Werewolf Combat Training for Freshmen

Hayley’s POV:

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I paused before opening the envelope, unsure of what would find. Inside were two neatly stacked bundles of fresh bills.

“Winifred, what’s this for?” I asked, my voice filled with confusion.

Winifred gave me a respectful nod but spoke with clear resolve. “Ms. Sander asked me to give this to you. She mentioned you’ve worked hard today, and there will be times in the future when we’ll need your assistance. Please accept it.”

She paused briefly, then added with a hint of urgency, If you don’t accept it, it would mean I’ve failed in my duties, and I won’t be welcome at the Sanders; that’s something I can’t bear. So please, Ms. Carson, show mercy and give us servants a chance.”

Before I could protest, Winifred quickly pressed the envelope into my hands and turned, walking briskly back toward the car.

“Goodbye, Ms. Carson!” she called as she left.

watched the car disappear down the road, staring down at the crisp bills in my hands. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions.

The following day marked the start of the freshman combat training for werewolves.

It was a tradition at our university, something all incoming students were required to participate in.

The Beta warrior instructor arrived early in the morning and instructed us to change into our combat uniforms before gathering at the training field.

Since I was tall, I found myself standing at the edge of the group, isolated from most of the others..

The instructor, a young man who couldn’t have been older than his early twenties, stood before us. His dark skin and sharply defined features gave him a commanding presence.

“Today is the first day of combat training,” he began, his eyes scanning the group. “We’ll begin with the basics.”

toward a female student

of strength. She walked forward with deliberate, steady

commented. “That’s the standard form. Now, everyone, take

trying to mimic Kirsty’s flawless stance. By the time the morning session ended, many of

Loretta rubbed her sore calves and collapsed

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442 Werewolf Combat Training for

think I can go back for the afternoon session,” she muttered, clearly defeated.

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her a bottle of juice.

barely breaking a sweat. You

was unmatched, so the training was no challenge for me. It

actual combat training is

nonchalantly. “I’ve trained alongside other Alphas before, so I’m used

combat training back in high school, and it wasn’t nearly this hard. Why does

I

know how to answer, so I kept silent.

pretty impressive, though. I heard she trained alongside her Alpha brother growing up.”

remind me of her. Every time I see her, it’s like I’m staring at the instructor himself.

Loretta rolled over and made herself comfortable, closing her eyes as she prepared to rest.

meeting back at 2:00 PM for the afternoon session, and I’ll come get

fazed me in the slightest. As an Alpha, I was adapting easily, so I decided to take

the time 2:00 PM came around, I reluctantly dragged

and the others were gathered around Kirsty, praising her abilities. “Kirsty,

I’m struggling to keep up, but you look so effortless. Honestly,

wish I could be as good as Kirsty and avoid getting scolded

the compliments, wore a smug smile, clearly enjoying the

“But you’re all doing great, too.” Her warm words helped break the ice, and soon

obvious she was not only physically strong but also had a sharp mind