Chapter 80: Fair Competition

Hayley’s POV:

He said, “I haven’t met a rival in a long time, but you qualify as one.”

I smiled calmly and replied, “Thank you; you’re quite impressive yourself.”

“Even though you’re just an Omega, I won’t use my rank to overshadow you. We’ll compete fairly, and I’ll work hard to surpass you.” Jeremy looked at me with serious determination.

I nodded, encouraging him, “Good luck.”

Jeremy gave me a deep glance before turning to leave.

The class was scheduled tightly, from morning until evening. Even after returning to the dorm, I led a study session for another hour. Even Trista, who usually showed little interest in studying, found herself caught up in the momentum.

As for Mandy, she didn’t need much encouragement; her skills were already decent. Every time she saw me studying, her competitive spirit kicked in, and she would hit the books too.

Time passed quickly, and before we knew it, a week had passed. The weekend was upon us. The teachers granted all the students a half-day off. Benjamin came to pick me up today.

As my dormmate and I stepped out of school, Hera reacted excitedly. I noticed Benjamin from a distance.

“I’m heading home now; see you tomorrow!” I said my goodbyes to Trista and Lillian before getting into Benjamin’s car.

Mandy’s POV:

As I walked out, I spotted Hayley stepping into a luxury car. In front of me, Trista and Lillian were gossiping. Lillian exclaimed dramatically, “Oh my gosh, could that be Hayley’s mate? He’s way too handsome!”

Trista nodded and expressed her envy, saying, “I’m so jealous of Hayley! She’s smart and has a handsome mate.”

“Right? Even though she’s just a low-ranking werewolf, her mate looks like a beta like us. She’s incredibly talented too—great at tennis and now excelling in Math Olympiads. She’s quite attractive.”

Listening to their praise for that b*tch made me feel nauseated. I thought about how Hayley usually dressed, completely unlike someone from a wealthy family, yet here she was being picked up in a luxury car. I scoffed and said, “What mate? Maybe Hayley’s just being kept by someone. I don’t get it—are rich people blind these days? Who would want someone as plainly her?”

She’s a low-ranking werewolf, but she’s still my friend, and I’m a beta just like you. I won’t allow you to speak ill of her.

I dismissed her warning and rebuked, “What am I saying that’s wrong? Does Hayley look like someone from a rich family? It’s you who can’t see the truth.”

Trista frowned at me with disdain. She mocked, “Some people have filthy minds and see dirt everywhere. Those kinds of people are simply uncultured.”

“Exactly! Mandy, you’re the one with the problem. Maybe you should see a therapist,” Lillian chimed in, pulling Trista away.

I clenched my fists tightly, biting my lip in anger. I wanted nothing more than to transform into a wolf and tear them apart. Regrettably, they were both betas of my level. When they teamed up together, I couldn’t take them on.

I yelled at their retreating figures, “You don’t believe me, do you? Just wait! I will prove that Hayley is nothing but a kept mistress.”

“Y–You w*tch!” Lillian turned around, glaring at me. She was ready to argue, but Trista held her back. “Let it go; she’s just a rabid dog. Don’t pay her any mind.”

“Right, the rabid dog is barking here!”

With that, they walked away, leaving me standing alone. As I observed their foolish behavior, a cold huff escaped my lips. Just like that, I was determined to find evidence of Hayley being a mistress. Genius? Nah, she was just a kept woman. I was going to make everyone see Hayley for who she really was!

After a moment of thought, I came up with an idea and made a phone call. “Find me a paparazzo, someone skilled at taking discreet photos.”