Chapter 85: Let Me Try!

Hayley’s POV: +8 Pearls

He frowned at me and said, “Hayley, how can an Omega like you be so casual, and even a bit rude, in your attitude toward me?”

I smiled and said, “I treat all low-ranking Betas this way, not just you. You can check with others; I gave the Alphas of the Midnight Pack the same treatment. If you feel offended, feel free to transform into a wolf and punish me.”

“So those rumors are true after all. The ruling family of the Midnight Pack has invited you as a guest. Even though you’re a low-ranking werewolf, you come from a distinguished background,” Jeremy said, studying me for a moment before continuing, “Do you know how to solve this problem?”

My lack of respect no longer bothered him. Instead of answering him, I picked up a pen and drew a guideline on his diagram. “Your guideline is incorrect; it should be drawn here. Then, using the triangle theorem, you can deduce that these two angles are equal. Next, substitute this into the formula to calculate the specific length of this side. Finally, apply the trigonometric theorem to derive the correct answer.”

His face flushed red, and he awkwardly took the pen from my hand. “Let me try!”

With that, he began to calculate the problem using my method. I glanced at his steps and noticed he was on the right track, so I stood up to find a seat.

Before long, it seemed he had calculated the correct result based on my instructions. He looked at me, his eyes gleaming with excitement and something more intense.

For the rest of the day, I could feel his gaze stealing glances at me from time to time.

“He’s got a crush on you,” Hera teased.

“Don’t be ridiculous. We’ve just met, and he cares a lot that I’m just a low-ranking Omega,” I argued back.

“I’m not joking. I can sense his wolf reacting to you, but I’m sure he’s not our destined mate. Only an alpha like Benjamin can be our mate.”

Hera was determined to pair me up with Benjamin. I didn’t argue further with Hera, ignored Jeremy’s admiring glances, and concentrated on my studies.

Soon, lunchtime arrived. I packed my books and notebooks when Lillian and Trista approached. “Hayley, let’s go eat together.”

“Sure! Just let me put my books away,” I replied, placing all my textbooks into the drawer before joining them for lunch.

After we finished the meal and stepped out of the cafeteria, Trista suddenly touched her wrist and exclaimed, “Where’s my watch? It’s gone!”

Lillian couldn’t help but smack her forehead. “You silly girl, didn’t you remove your watch and place it in your backpack during the most recent class?”

We returned to the classroom but found that the watch wasn’t in her bag at all.

Trista panicked and said, “I remember putting it in my bag. How can it be missing?”

Lillian quickly said, “Don’t worry, just look again.”

This incident happened out of the blue. I helped her look around and asked, “Are you sure you put it in your bag? Could it have fallen in the cafeteria?”

Trista shook her head and said, “No, I left it in my bag. I never took it out of the classroom.”

“Don’t worry. As long as you didn’t take it outside, it must still be in the classroom. Just keep looking,” I reassured her.

After searching several times without success, other classmates began to return. Upon learning that Trista had lost her watch, many classmates offered to assist in the search, but we were unable to find anything.

“If we really can’t find it, let’s have everyone check their bags. Maybe someone accidentally took it,” someone suggested from the crowd.

I frowned, following the sound to see Mandy grinning at me. For some reason, I felt there was something malicious in her smile.

“I agree we should all check each other’s bags. After all, Trista’s watch isn’t cheap. Someone could have taken it without anyone noticing,” she said.

I walked to my seat and took out my backpack, rifling through it. In the next moment, I stumbled upon something. It was Trista’s missing watch!

I pulled it out of my bag, and a wave of gasps rippled through the crowd.

“Oh my gosh, it was her! She actually stole it!”

“No way! She seemed brilliant and capable. Who knew she could do something so sneaky?”

“It shatters my worldview; I can’t believe someone would steal another’s things.”

“It’s expected for a low-ranking Omega from a remote pack to engage in such immoral behavior.”

“It’s disgraceful to have someone like her under the same roof as us.”

Derisive glances shot my way from all directions. My heart sank!

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