Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 482 Storm Off

Hayley’s POV:

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“This city must be pretty small. Ran into him at the bar last night, and now we bump into him here? If that devil’s got his eyes on us, we’re in for trouble.”

Benjamin hadn’t given it much thought, but hearing my words, he quickly realized Daniel was behind this.

With a slight raise of his right hand, Benjamin pointed at Daniel, speaking in the most matter–of–fact tone, “Idiot.”

Daniel, who had been basking in his smugness, immediately flushed with anger. He slapped the back of the chair in front of him, yelling, “Who are you calling an idiot?”

I couldn’t help but burst out laughing. In a deliberately sarcastic tone, loud enough for everyone to hear, I said, “Isn’t it rare for someone to admit to it themselves? How fascinating!”

As soon as the words left my mouth, chuckles rippled through the crowd. Seeing Daniel’s embarrassed expression only made their laughter grow louder.

Freya was furious. She shot to her feet, ready to storm off.

frustration, demanding, “Where do you think

public humiliation, you’re just going to stand there and do nothing? Worse, you want to leave me to face it alone?”

yourself, go ahead, but don’t drag me down with you. I’m

that, she stormed out without

and me, his jaw clenched in frustration. Eventually,

too easily, doesn’t he? If something like this sets him off, how’s he supposed to be an Alpha

his hand toward me. “Pleasure working

and shook his hand firmly. “Pleasure working with

the evening, Benjamin parked the car in a spot outside the campus

together, the polite distance between us had disappeared, replaced by

intertwined–not too tight, not too loose. It felt as if no matter how

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been the only time entirely ours. Who knew how long it would be until we’d

remembered something and stopped in my tracks, uncertain.

let out a resigned chuckle. We’d been so preoccupied holding hands when we got out of the car that we’d both forgotten about it.

he let go of my hand, playfully brushing my nose with his