Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 759 Discrimination

Hayley's POV:

The party was packed. With so many people milling about, no one really noticed our arrival.

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The Cyclone Pack had always looked down on outsiders, and that attitude hadn't changed. Especially toward a low-tier Omega from another region like me.

But when Truman and Melody walked in, a turmoil had taken place.

"Mr. White has graced us with his presence! Looks like this year's Rock Betting Auction just leveled up," someone exclaimed, all smiles and flattery. "Didn't expect you and Ms. Melody to still be going strong- what a lovely couple."

Truman's expression didn't change. His lips curled into a polite, distant smile. "Melody is my most capable assistant. Nothing more. I hope no one gets the wrong idea and stops her from finding her true mate."

"Oh-got it, of course! Our mistake. Come on, Mr. White, let's talk inside!"

The man, trying to appear friendly, wrapped an arm around Truman's shoulder and quickly led him aside, chatting away.

Melody followed obediently without a hint of discontent.

I couldn't help but shake my head. Poor woman. Her mind had been completely bent to his will.

Truman may be an Alpha, but if he can't even acknowledge you publicly, there's no way he's ever going to make you his Luna. Why cling to him like that? Walk away while you still can.

you alright?" Humbert asked, clearly

breath, but Hera was already irritated by the scent she didn't like. I couldn't calm

"I'm Carson. Carson! Why could you be

his head, looking completely lost. "Right, Carson. Got it.

strong," I muttered,

least crowded corner.

thing I wanted was to run into

corner, a few small groups/gathered, chatting quietly.

a stone pillar

middle-aged women wandered my way,

bigger than last year's. There are so many people, one

people, and even the biggest jewelry firms from out of state are here. The hotels are

Probably hoping to take

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Chapter 759 Discrimination

know more about rock betting than those outsiders. Thin they can beat us at our own game?

fighting over territory. When it comes to real rock-betting skills, they can't hold a candle to us!" The women snickered and chattered among themselves, every word soaked in disdain for wolves like me outsiders they

nerves. I scoffed sharply,

sarcasm.

to me with a

another woman snapped. She was a high-ranking Omega and made sure I knew she thought

cold. "Wolf blood runs in all of us. Who exactly do you