Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate novel Chapter 446

Chapter 446 The Challenge 

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I turned to Kirsty and proposed, “How about we make a three–part challenge, where the first two to wins?” 

She nodded, agreeing without hesitation. 

I pointed to the areas around us. “We’ll do shooting, rock climbing, and the 800–feet obstacle course. Is that alright?” 

She simply responded, “No objections.” 

With the competition set, anticipation spread through the crowd. The instructor stepped forward, his voice firm. “I’ll officiate to make sure everything stays fair.” 

“Okay.” 

“Sure.” 

Both Kirsty and I nodded in agreement, and the instructor continued, “Let’s begin at the shooting range.” 

A cheer went up from the onlookers–finally, a real competition! No more drills! 

Excitement was palpable as some spectators even shifted into their wolf forms, playfully running around. 

We walked toward the shooting range, where the instructor explained the rules. “You’ll stand 30 feets from the target, taking three shots each. The one with the highest total score wins.” 

He handed us both specialized handguns. With steady hands, we prepared to aim. 

“No backing out now, Hayley,” Kirsty sneered, her eyes narrowed. “Remember, if you lose, you’ll have to remove your mask in front of everyone.” 

She fired, hitting the target with precision. The checken called out, “Nine points!” 

I took a steady breath, aimed, and fired. 

“Nine points for Hayley!” the checker shouted, and the crowd erupted in cheers. 

“Go, Hayley!” Loretta’s voice rang out, encouraging me 

Some spectators shouted for Kirsty, “Go, Kirsty!” 

Kirsty smirked as she readied her second shot. 

“9.5 points,” the checker called. 

I aimed for my second shot, and the checker confirmed “9.5 points.” 

We were tied now, and Kirsty’s face hardened as she prepared for her third shot. 

The checker’s voice was filled with excitement. “Ten points! Kirsty, ten points!” 

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Chapter 446. The Challenge 

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Kirsty beamed with a victorious smile, shooting me a taunting look. “One mistake, Hayley, and you lose.” 

I remained calm, focusing on the target as I took my shot. 

“Ten points! Another ten for Hayley!” the checker announced. 

The crowd cheered loudly. 

“Way to go, Hayley!” Loretta shouted. 

Kirsty shot me a glare of disbelief. 

I could see her tension growing–her body was starting to shake from the nerves. 

She had been so confident of her victory, but after three rounds, we were tied. That meant we were heading into an additional round. 

Her calmness faltered, making way for mistakes. 

Kirsty aimed again, and this time her shot landed just 9 points. 

Frustrated, she snarled, her wolf claws gripping the gun tightly as if it were the cause of her frustration. 

Now, it was my turn. I took a steady position, focused on the target, and released my shot. It soared straight toward the bullseye… 

“Ten points! Hayley wins this round!” the checker called 

Kirsty’s face twisted with anger. Her glare could have burned through me, her eyes full of fury. 

“Hayley, you’re incredible!” Loretta cheered, rushing to hug me.