Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

Chapter 761 Challenge

Hayley's POV:

Melody completely ignored my interruption and continued, "He's the beta of the Cyclone Pack's alpha and the host of this year's auction-Quentin Hanover, head of the Hanovers, a prestigious family that long dominated the rock betting industry."

She paused for a moment before adding, "Every year, the Hanovers manage to uncover stunning gems at the auction. That's how they've stayed at the top of the rock betting world. But last year, something unexpected happened."

Just as she was getting to the good part, she stopped.

I was already hooked and leaned in. "Why'd you stop? Come on-what happened?"

"Well," Melody said, her voice calm but carrying weight, "rumor has it, a woman bought several raw stones last year, and every single one turned out to be top- grade gems. Meanwhile, the Hanovers had a terrible showing. Their family's reputation took a hit, and Quentin nearly lost his spot as the lead beta.

"For years, the Hanovers have acted like they're above everyone else, second only to the alpha family in the pack. They've never treated outsiders with an ounce of respect. That woman? She was like a breath of fresh air for everyone who's ever been looked down on by them."

For once, Melody's tone held something close to admiration.

I raised an eyebrow, paused my steps, and asked, intrigued. "So? Where is this woman you're talking about?"

the auction. No one's seen her since. Who knows if she'll show

end up making a fool of herself, probably a clown with a one-hit wonder. Hahaha!" sneered a voice

around to see a man sauntering in, dressed in flashy clothes and followed by a group

you are?" I

leaned toward me and whispered, "That's Preston Hanover. The only

that reeked of lecherousness. "An Omega But you're a real beauty. First time at Cyclone Pack, sweetheart? You know

gaze;

front of me. "How strange," Truman said, his voice calm but razor-sharp. "Your father tried to have my

eyes before he forced a crooked grin and shifted the topic "You're talking about that mystery woman, right?

thing to say, Mr. Preston," Melody spoke up coolly, offering him no grace. "If she

dly spoke up cook

so sure you would've come out on

in Melody's voice-like she was defending

a faint smile.

blazed, his pupils narrowing like a wolf about

all that bullshit," he growled.

with a secret weapon. No one's stealing