Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate: Chapter 558 An Eye for an Eye

After sending the message, I quickly jumped into my sports car, slammed on the gas, and sped toward the school. How dare they lay a finger on Hayley, the future Luna of the Midnight Pack? That old hag must have a death wish.

As I waited for the red light to change, I picked up my phone again, scrolling through the photos students had posted on the forum. The more I looked, the more familiar that overdressed old woman seemed. Then, the moment the light turned green, it hit me—she was none other than Jonah’s mother, the infamous playboy’s mother.

Just as I was piecing things together, a reply from my brother Benjamin popped up on my phone: “An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.” That was exactly what I was thinking. With his support, I could hardly wait to get to Hayley and teach those bullies a lesson.

After I defended myself, explaining that I had hit Tina out of self-defense, Nick immediately shot me an annoyed glare. He squinted at me, trying to intimidate me with his stern gaze and authoritative tone. “Hayley, what do you mean by that? Are you questioning my ability to do my job?”

“Just because you have some popularity at school doesn’t mean you can criticize the way your teachers handle things. Look at what you’ve done to her! You’re just an Omega, yet you dare to disrespect a higher-ranking werewolf? And not only that—you even resorted to tricks to hurt someone. That just proves how morally corrupt you are!”

As I listened to him lecture me with such self-righteousness, Hera grew restless inside me, and my patience started wearing thin. I turned my head away in disgust, not wanting to look at him. He was standing too close to me, and his spit was practically flying onto my face.

When he finally finished speaking, I took a subtle step to the side, putting some distance between us. Then, I pulled a pack of wet wipes from my bag, wiped my face, and slowly cleaned my hands where I had touched Tina earlier.

Nick was furious at my actions; he stomped his foot. “Hayley! What kind of attitude is this?” I calmly folded the used wipe, raised my hand, and flicked it toward the trash can. The wipe arced perfectly through the air, landing precisely in the bin.

Only then did I look back at Nick, my expression indifferent, my lips curling into a mocking smile. “If your words were fair and reasonable, of course, I would listen. But Mr. Johnson, not everyone has the right to lecture others.”

His face twisted in anger. “What do you mean by that? Are you saying that just because I’m not your mentor, I have no right to discipline you?” Then, he declared with absolute confidence, “Let me tell you something, Hayley. As long as you’re a student at this school, as a member of the administrative staff, I have every right to discipline you! How dare you question my authority to educate students? A notorious student like you should be publicly exposed!”

Seeing him lose his composure, I remained calm and smiled. Just as I was about to speak, a familiar voice came from the doorway: “Alright then, let’s invite the reporters and let them see exactly how Mr. Johnson ‘educates’ his students.”