Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate novel Chapter 27

Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate 

Chapter 27 Wager 

Hayley 

Henry had pulled this stunt before–his display of ferocity was just for show, meant to he wouldn’t actually harm me. 

Even if I were merely an Omega, I wouldn’t flinch. 

When he charged at me, I stood my ground. 

Finished 

unsettle me. I knew 

As expected, he stopped just a hair’s breadth from me and shifted back to his human form. 

“This is merely a warning. Push me again, and I won’t be so accommodating,” he warned, his voice edged with menace, 

“And as for your grand plans to compete in an international tennis tournament, you’ll only bring shame upon yourself!” 

His words struck me as juvenile and amusing. Whether I competed or not had nothing to do with him. 

It was as if he saw my performance as a reflection of him. 

Before I could retort, he grabbed my tennis racket 

“Give that back!” I said, my frustration growing. 

Henry’s face was a mask of mischievous defiance. “I won’t! Not a chance!” 

His antics were so childish that I couldn’t help but laugh, and my anger faded considerably. 

If he wanted to play game, 

I was more than willing to oblige. 

“You’re so certain I’ll fail, but what if I actually win the championship?” I challenged. 

Henry let out a derisive laugh. The competitors are elite professionals from around the globe. How could you possibly compete?” 

“You only won the state championship by chance. You’re clearly out of your league.” 

He looked at me with open disdain. 

“Hayley, if you manage to reach the semifinals, then you will earn my respect, he said, his tone dripping with arrogance. 

His confidence and scorn piqued my interest. “Alright then, let’s make a bet.” 

Henry frowned, contemplating for a moment before he agreed. 

“But let’s be clear–you need to reach the semifinals for me to recognise your skill,” he stipulated 

I grinned, sensing his hesitation. 

“Sure, why don’t we have a wager? Or are you a chicken 

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Chapter 27 Wager 

Henry took offense. “Fine, let’s have a bet. What’s the term?” 

Finished 

“Fine. And if I win the championship, you’ll have to tre me with respect and call me ‘boss‘ whenever your 

see me.” 

I thought he would protest my request to treat me as his superior when I was an apparent Omega. That was against the rank of our bloodline. 

To my surprise. Henry agreed without a second thought. “Deal. But if you lose, you must leave the Southwells and return to your Shadow Pack.” 

“Deal,” I said with a smile. This was exactly what I wanted. 

We concluded our bet with a firm handshake. Henry was so sure I wouldn’t reach the finals that his grin seemed set in stone. 

He handed back my tennis racket with a casual flick of his wrist and then, after quickly typing out at message on his phone, he departed. 

That afternoon, as school let out, Christopher arrived to collect me. 

As a celebrated actor, he was greeted by a throng of fans at the school gates. He took his time, signing autographs and chatting with the students before we finally made our way home.