Chapter 112: Sense My True Identity

Hayley’s POV:

On the evening of my birthday, the Alpha werewolves’ powers would surge beyond normal limits. Would he be able to sense my true identity through the faint scents I hadn’t managed to disguise completely?

However, with my flight approaching, there was no time for deep thoughts. I rushed to the airport restroom, quickly changing into my old, plain clothes. I checked my reflection in the mirror several times, ensuring I blended in before stepping out.

Before heading back to the Southwells, I collected a package containing Harmony’s album along with gifts my grandparents had prepared for the Southwells family.

Upon returning to the Southwells residence, I announced my arrival, “Grandpa Southwell, I’m back!” as I entered with my arms loaded with bags. A servant hurried to assist me.

Grandpa Southwell looked up from his newspaper, his face lighting up with a warm smile. “Hayz! It’s so wonderful to see you. I missed you while you were away.”

I dashed over to him. “I missed you too, Grandpa Southwell! I brought you something from home, and my grandparents sent your favorite coffee beans.”

He nodded enthusiastically. “That’s fantastic! How was your time at home, Hayz?”

I shyly stuck out my tongue. “It was alright.”

“That’s good to hear! You must be tired after such a long trip. You should go upstairs and rest. I’ll have the staff notify you when dinner is ready.”

I did feel quite exhausted; the lengthy flight had drained me, and I was barely holding it together. “Okay, Grandpa Southwell. I’ll head upstairs now.”

With that, I made my way up, stopping first at Irving’s room. I knocked on the door, and after a brief moment, it swung open. When Irving saw me, his eyes lit up with excitement. “Hayley, you’re back?”

I nodded, handing him one of the albums I had brought. “This is a special edition of Harmony’s album from my collection. It’s a gift for you.”

Irving’s enthusiasm was infectious. “You actually have this album? It’s so rare! I’ve looked everywhere for it!”

Feeling a bit shy, I scratched my head. “I’m glad you like it. I’ll go back to my room now.”

But Irving called out to me, “Wait, Hayley.”

I turned back, intrigued.

“Since you gave me such a valuable album, I’d love to take you out for dinner sometime. How does that sound?”

I was tempted to decline, but seeing his eager expression made me reconsider. A simple meal couldn’t hurt.

Irving’s face lit up. “Great! I’ll pick you up from school,”

I didn’t think much of it as I nodded and returned to my room.

Once inside, I quickly took photos of the albums and sent them to Christine.

I wrote, “Hey babe, I have a surprise for you. Want to guess what it is?”

Christine replied, “What kind of surprise?”

Her casual response changed when I sent the photos. She was left speechless.

Christine wrote, “Oh, my gosh! This is my idol’s album! How did you get so many? I’m so jealous!”

Christine followed up. “Wait, wait, wait. You said you had a gift for me. This isn’t it, right? I love you so much right now!”

Christine continued, “Are you back at Midnight Pack? Just wait! I’m coming over right away!”

I shook my head, exasperated by Christine’s enthusiasm.

I wrote, “Could you tone it down a little?”

Christine wrote back, “Nope! Just wait for me!”

I responded with a simple “Okay,” before grabbing some clothes and heading to the bathroom for a shower.

I thought Christine would take at least an hour to drive over, but as soon as I stepped out of the shower, she was already there. It seemed she must have transformed into a wolf and sprinted over.

“Ah! Babe! My Harmony!” Christine exclaimed, wrapping her arms around the albums and covering them with kisses. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at her excitement. “They’re just a few albums; is it really that big of a deal?”

She insisted, “You don’t understand! These are albums I’ve dreamed about for so long. I’ve spent countless nights trying to get them. Now that I actually have them, it feels unreal! Hayley, how did you manage to collect so many limited editions?”

I felt a bit awkward. “I just picked some up while I was out; I didn’t think they’d be so useful.”

Christine clearly didn’t buy my explanation. “Hayley, you must have struck gold! There’s no way you found this many at once. They’re not fake, are they?” She flipped one of the albums over. The authentic albums had a gold line along the opening that glimmered in the light, showing different colors—something the fakes couldn’t replicate.

After inspecting it, Christine gasped. “They’re all real! I’m so lucky!”

I chuckled. “Watch the drool; you’re going to ruin the albums.”

Christine ignored my comment. “Thank you, babe! Giving me all these limited edition Harmony albums makes you my idol!”

I laughed. “You’re so easily impressed; I can’t believe a few albums won you over.”

She grinned. “Well, who wouldn’t be? Harmony has been my idol for years. I’m telling you, if I ever get to meet her…”

“What would you do?” I asked, intrigued.

Christine replied earnestly, “I’d definitely ask her for a hug.”

“That’s it? That’s your simple wish?”

She continued, “Just a hug would be more than enough! As a fan, receiving a hug from my idol would be the most amazing experience ever. I hope that day arrives.”

I looked at her and assured her, “Don’t worry; it will happen.”

Christine thought I was just trying to make her feel better, brushing it off with a smile. “I will meet my idol one day.”

The following day, I went to school as usual. Irving was my ride, and just as we arrived, he called out to me before I could get out of the car. “I’ll pick you up after school. Let’s go have dinner together.”

I started to ask why, but Irving quickly added, “You promised to have dinner with me. I hope you won’t refuse me.”

With him saying it like that, I couldn’t say no. “Alright, I’ll see you this afternoon.”

I waved at Irving as I walked toward the school building.

“Hayley!”

Suddenly, I heard someone calling my name from a distance. I turned around to see…