Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145 A Championship Contender 

Benjamin’s POV: 

I smirked and didn’t think much of it, focusing all my attention back on the race. 

“There he is! Number 6, Patrick Holden! The only racer from North Annestone!” an excited voice called out from the crowd. 

My sharp cars immediately caught it, and the voice sounded strangely familiar. 

I looked over in the direction, of the sound and couldn‘, help but think how small the world real was–ir 

was that guy, Thomas. 

But something felt off. Why was Thomas with Hazel? 

Those two didn’t seem like they’d have any connection. One of them spent most of their time in France, while the other was a regular in the Midnight Pack. 

Yet, from the way they were acting, they seemed pretty comfortable around each other–like they weren’t meeting for the first time. 

I pulled my gaze away, wondering if I was just overthinking it. Something about it felt… strange. 

The last time I’d seen Thomas, he’d been with Hayley 

Hayley’s POV: 

I watched the racer named Patrick with a slight smile on my face. This guy isn’t bad. I actually think he might be a contender for the championship.” 

Thomas didn’t seem to agree. “Alpha, Patrick’s an unknown. I’m pretty sure this is his first time competing in such a top–tier race, and he’s only a low–rank Beta. I don’t think he stands a chance.” 

In the world of werewolves, even a single rank difference could lead to condescension from higher–ranked wolves, so it made sense that Thomas didn’t have high hopes for him. 

“Let’s wait and see,” I replied. I could understand his perspective, but I still felt that Patrick had potential. 

Sure enough, when the race for his group ended, Patrick had come out as the group champion. 

“I think he has what it takes,” I said seriously. Thomas just sighed. “Alpha, I know you’re an Alpha and I’m your 

second–in–command, but this time, I have to disagree. I think Z from Goavinan is the one to watch. His strength is no joke, and he’s got a better shot.” 

I smiled casually and suggested, “Thomas, why don’t we make a bet?” 

Thomas looked at me, visibly nervous. After all, every time he’d made a bet with me, he’d practically never won. “Alpha, what do you want to bet this time?” 

I grinned. “Since we’re here watching the race, let’s bet on who’ll win the championship.” 

Thomas immediately protested, “Alpha, have mercy! In all these years I’ve known you, I’ve never won a single bet against you. I’m practically losing the shirt off my back here. Have a little pity and let me off the 

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I burst out laughing. “Alright, alright! Look at you, so pitiful. Let’s keep it small this time–how about a Michelin dinner?” 

When he heard it was just a dinner at a Michelin restaurant, he visibly relaxed. “Alright, fine, just a dinner. So. Alpha, you’re betting on Patrick?” 

I nodded firmly, “Yes, I’m putting my money on him!” 

Thomas shrugged. “Then I’ll go with Z! But let’s agree no backing out, no matter who wins or loses 

With the bet settled, we turned our full attention back to the race. 

Just then. I felt Hera suddenly stir inside me, almost restlessly.