Chapter 5 Did You Disfigure Yourself?

• Henry's POV
• William's lectures were very boring during philosophy class, and I had just woken up from dozing off at my desk when I overheard the girl in front of me speaking.
• "I heard Annalise from Class F is confronting Hayley. Poor thing, she's probably going to get thrashed."
• "She's going to get beat up ... "
• I raised my head slightly; the rumor was one I had started. My intention was simply to make Hayley's school life a bit difficult, not to put her in any real danger.
• Despite my distaste for Hayley, she was still a guest invited by my grandfather, and technically a member of the Midnight Pack due to the alliance with the Shadow Pack.
• Annalise was a Beta, and Hayley was supposedly just an Omega. So, she would be no match for Annalise!
• Compelled by a sudden concern, I left the classroom and headed to the restroom.
• What I found was chaos: Annalise's three friends were sprawled on the floor, and Annalise herself was pinned against the sink, disheveled.
• "I really dislike being threatened, so don't try it again, understand?" Hayley was saying as she admonished them.
• "We're sorry! Sorry!"
• Watching Hayley assert control, then nonchalantly dust off her hands as she prepared to leave, left me stunned.
• "You ... "
• For a moment, I was disoriented. Who was the Omega, and who was the Beta here?
• It dawned on me that Hayley might not be as easy to bully as I thought, and perhaps she was not just an Omega.
• Then, I followed her out of the restroom.
• "Why are you even in the women's restroom?" Hayley asked, eyeing me curiously.
• "Mind your own business. I like it here," I retorted, masking my concern with indifference.
• With that, I hurried back to class.
• ...
• Hayley's perspective
• I had just settled into Francette class when my phone buzzed.
• Alpha, help me!'
• I frowned.
• A plea for help was never a trivial matter.
• It's about Henry Southwell of the Midnight Pack. We've got a race challenge at Night Wind Racetrack tonight. Can you come?'
• I'm not interested.'
• I rested my head on the desk, indifferent to the drama.
• Come on, Alpha, Henry's been a pain, right? Hasn't he been causing trouble for you?
• Help me out this one time, and I'll make it worth your while—750 thousand.'
• Henry was indeed a nuisance, and the money was tempting. I sighed.
• Fine, I'll be there. Pick me up at Hawthorne after school.'
• I quickly messaged Irving to let him know I would not need a ride.
• ...
• At the school gates, I slid into my Beta, Thomas Somer's, Lamborghini.
• He looked at me, puzzled, then blurted out, "Who are you? You got into the wrong car."
• I flashed a grin, "Don't recognize me?"
• Thomas' mouth fell open.
• "Holy—Alpha, did you disfigure yourself?"
• "If I'm going to go undercover, might as well go all out."
• I buckled up and urged him, "Let's move. Find me somewhere to ditch this makeup and grab some food."
• "Roger that, Alpha."
• With that, Thomas revved the engine and we were off.