Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114 A Close Call

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I tapped Clara and Jennifer lightly on the head, sighing at their gossipy looks. “Enough chit-chat. Focus on your competition,” I said.

Before running off, Clara stuck out her tongue and teased, “I bet he’s into you.”

Jennifer quickly comforted me. “Don’t mind her. Just do your best today!”

I glanced down at my pencil case, frowning in confusion. I deliberately make my face pale and dull, with freckles dotted across my cheeks. The loose uniform I wore made me look like an ordinary, plain Omega. What on earth did Jayden see in me?

Unable to figure it out, I decided not to think about it. A classmate nearby was frantically searching her bag and muttering that she’d forgotten her pen. I gave that pencil case to her.

The test lasted two hours. It was tougher than the tests at training camp, which included advanced math and science problems, as well as practical exercises on wolf spirit energy transformation.

The test included a cross-pack Stellune language interpretation question. Stellune was the universal language in Howlstead. It was carved on an ancient stone monument and used in official inter-pack negotiations.

Still, I stayed calm and finished early, turning in my paper 30 minutes before time was up.

When I left the building, I checked the time and called a cab back to the villa. Just as I arrived, Samson was about to head out. He spotted me and said flatly, “Something came up. We’ll go back tomorrow.”

“You can go handle your stuff,” I said quickly. “I can head home on my own.” After all, the competition was done; there was no need to trouble him further.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and left no room for argument. “Grandpa told me to look after you. If I let you go home alone, how would I explain that to him?”

There it was again. Grandpa said this; Grandpa said that.

I sighed inwardly but knew he was right. “Fine,” I said. “Another day here won’t hurt.”

I saw he carried a briefcase with him. “You’re heading out? Where to?”

He didn’t answer right away. Instead, his gaze swept over me, from my sallow face to the baggy uniform. His brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. “If you’re bored,” he finally said, “you can come with me.”

I wanted to refuse, but then I thought better about it. The competition was over, and I had nothing to do. Sitting alone in the villa was dull anyway. So, I agreed.

When the car stopped in front of a high-end styling studio, panic shot through me. I quickly grabbed Samson’s sleeve. “Why are we here?”

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He glanced at me calmly. “We’re meeting clients from the Westveil Pack. They’re from the birthplace of Stellune and care a lot about etiquette.” His eyes flicked over my outfit. “Do you really think you can meet them dressed like that?”

I looked down at myself. The loose uniform hid my figure well enough, but my makeup made me look plain and a bit messy.

I was used to this disguise. Honestly, I didn’t see a problem. But clearly, Samson did. He turned to the stylist and said firmly, “You have one hour. I want to see a completely new version of her.

The stylist gave me a long, assessing look. Her professional gaze made my stomach twist. No way. I couldn’t let them touch my face. If they removed my disguise, my identity would be exposed.

“There’s no need for a makeover,” I said quickly, my voice a little too sharp. “Just help me find a business outfit; that’s all.”

The stylist looked toward Samson. He gave a small nod. She finally gestured for me to follow.

“You can choose an outfit here,” she said kindly. “Once you’ve picked one, we’ll style you.”

My forehead covered in sweat, “No, thank you,” I blurted. “I’ll handle my makeup myself.”

Seeing how firm I was, she didn’t argue.

I picked a simple black business suit. The fabric was crisp and well-fitted, tracing the curve of my waist and the length of my legs. I’d hidden my figure under baggy clothes; who knew a simple suit could look this flattering?

Facing the mirror, I adjusted my makeup. Just a bit of concealer to even my skin tone and lighten the fake freckles. Everything else stayed plain, safe, and unremarkable.

Once I was sure there was no risk of exposure, I took a deep breath and stepped out. “I’m ready

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