Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

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Surprise Encounter

Hayley's POV:

Nocturne didn't believe me-he just turned and bolted.

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I stared at the lingering cloud of smoke curling up from the bomb he'd dropped, then let out a long, helpless sigh.

Seriously? Is that really necessary? Isn't he being dramatic?

I mean, I do look like a harmless little Omega girl. Even if I had tricked him, did he really need to throw down a smoke bomb just to escape me?

Once more, I sighed again, more exasperated than anything, then calmly shut the door. After that, I walked over, crouched down, and picked up the still-warm canister from the floor.

In the kitchen, I grabbed a decent-sized knife and, in no time at all, had the thing taken apart into a scattered pile of components.

At last, the smoke stopped.

Pulling out my phone, I messaged Dominic. "What's wrong with this Nocturne guy? Is he always this dumb?"

They say he was the most elite werewolf after Thomas, but if this is how he operates-impulsive and panicky-then it's only a matter of time before he gets himself into real trouble.

Originally, I had planned to squeeze some info out of him-especially about Tom and his wife. But now, it looked like that would have to wait.

gears and started going

my stomach finally growled loud enough to remind me

never had much patience for fancy meals with

left the hotel and headed straight for the

I came, chewing as I walked. I was just about to order a crepe at the end of the street when I saw something up ahead-a local woman

and over, "I'm sorry, I don't understand. Is this enough?"

money and tried to explain something in broken local language. She looked frustrated and, honestly,

a clear look

I said, gently stepping between them. "She's saying she doesn't want your money. She's offering

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I can't do that," she stammered, turning back to

they were back to politely shoving money at

cart and picked up

you're not from around here

flyer

vendor's face lit up when she heard me explain it for her. She let go

each ordered a crepe, and we promised to take more flyers with us to help spread

vendor was overjoyed, practically glowing as

the werewolf woman discreetly tucking a few

almost like a secret-but not quietly

walked, I teased her lightly.

at the thick stack of flyers in my