Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate novel Chapter 118

Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate 

Chapter 118 Alpha’s Birthday Party 

Hayley’s POV: 

1 smiled and asked. “Is there something up with Grandpa Southwell? 

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George replied, “Not really. I’ve arranged for someone to pick you up after school this afternoon. You can just go with them,” 

I didn’t think much of it and agreed without hesitation 

When school let out that afternoon, Grandpa Southwels contact was already waiting at the gate. As I approached, they quickly stepped forward, took my backpack, and said, “Ms. Hayz, please.” 

I got into the car and couldn’t help but ask, “Where are we going?” 

The driver explained, “Old Mr. Southwell mentioned that tonight is Alpha’s birthday party, and we’re taking you to see a stylist for a little styling.” 

I quickly declined, “No, that’s okay! I’m fine with my look, so there’s no need to go find a stylist 

The driver smiled and said, “It’s all taken care of by Old Mr. Southwell. Just follow his instructions, and you’ll be good to go.” 

I felt cornered and anxious about my current makeup being exposed. Once we arrived at the salon, I instructed the stylist that while they could help me choose a dress, I preferred to do my own makeup. 

The stylist assessed me from head to toe and said sincerely, “Ms. Carson, you have excellent body proportion. This dress will beautifully accentuate your gure, and your features are quite well–defined. A different makeup style might enhance them even further.” 

Hearing that I needed to change my makeup. I quickly responded, “No, thank you! I’m happy with my look as it is.” 

Mr. Tony sighed, sensing that I was wasting my potential with this look, but he didn’t press me. Instead, he, encouraged me to be bolder with the dress selection. 

Once the styling was done, I looked in the mirror and felt almost unreal. 

“Ms. Carson, what do you think?” 

I nodded in satisfaction, “It looks great.” However, I couldn’t shake the feeling that my makeup and the dress didn’t quite match. After some thought, I decided to change to something more understated. “Let’s try a dress that’s a bit less flashy; that might work better. It was important for my makeup and figure to complement each other. 

Mr. Tony–looked a bit hesitant. “Actually, Ms. Carson, if you’d allow me to change your makeup, I think it could look even better. Would you be open to letting me give it a try?” 

I politely and awkwardly declined, “No, thank you. Let’s just change the dress.” 

In the end, I chose a simple dress that was understated yet exuded luxury and sophistication. 

By 7 PM, the Southwells‘ Residence was buzzing with excitement. 

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Chapter 118 Alpha’s Birthday Party 

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Glamorous guests in high–end dresses mingled and railed their glasses in conversation, creating a lively atmosphere. 

I went upstairs to greet George, and as I stood outsides bedroom door, I noticed Leonard helping him organize his suit. 

Just as I was about to knock, I accidentally overheard andpa Southwell asking Leonard, “Is everything ready?” 

Leonard replied respectfully, “Don’t worry, sir. Everything is set. We’re just waiting for Ms. Carson and Alpha to arrive.” 

George nodded in satisfaction, saying, “Keep things discreet; we don’t want Ben to catch on. 

Hearing this, I was filled with confusion. What was going on? Why couldn’t Benjamin find out? 

“Yes, sir.” 

Grandpa Southwell smiled at Leonard and said, ‘I hope this time their relationship can progress. As his grandpa, I want to see their wedding sooner rather than later. Our Midnight Pack’s Luna must be Hayley from the Shadow Pack.” 

What was Grandpa Southwell trying to do–set me up with Benjamin? I frowned but couldn’t bring myself to ask right then. Instead, I decided to play ignorant and see what George was planning. 

“Don’t worry, sir! Alpha won’t let you down.” 

With that, Grandpa Southwell reached for his cane. “Let’s go. It’s time to go downstairs. As they made their way out, I quickly stepped aside to avoid being noticed 

The moment I entered the hall, I was surrounded by several ladies from the Midnight Pack aristocracy, all eager to engage in conversation. Since it was well known among the upper circles of the Midnight Pack that I hail from the ruling family of the Shadow Pack, many were eager to get close to me in hopes of gaining favor with the Southwells. 

I handled these social interactions with ease, skillfully adapting my approach to each person.