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.

alright?"

like. I couldn't calm her down in time, so

the forehead. "I'm Carson. Carson!

head, looking completely lost. "Right,

out a little strong," I muttered,

us toward the least crowded corner. "Come on, let's get some

thing I wanted was to run

the corner, a few small groups/gathered,

stone pillar with a glass

middle-aged women

definitely bigger than last year's. There are so many

the biggest jewelry firms from out

prepared. Probably hoping to take the best raw

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Chapter 759 Discrimination

kids know more about rock betting than those outsiders. Thin they can beat us at our own game? Keep dreaming" "And even though we're all wolfkind, their appearances

snickered and chattered among themselves, every word soaked in disdain for wolves like me outsiders they didn't even try to hide their contempt

nerves. I scoffed sharply, unable to hold back

sarcasm.

turned to me with a look of pure annoyance. "Who

conversation-mind your own business," another woman snapped. She was a high-ranking Omega and made sure I knew she thought she was above

calm but cold. "Wolf blood runs in all of us. Who exactly do you think is beneath