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A NERD FOR THE HOCKEY ALPHA ~078 – Alpha Without a Wolf
RonanWord spreads faster than wildfire through the pack. The Alpha’s wolf is gone.I hear it in the way warriors mutter when I pass. I see it in how some don’t even bother lowering their eyes anymore. They stand straighter, as if my presence no longer presses down on them the way it used to. The weight of respect that once filled every corner of this pack has thinned, like smoke fading into the air.The worst part? None of them are wrong.Darko’s absence gnaws at me constantly, not just in battle, not just when I try to summon his strength. It’s in the way my chest heaves when I climb stairs, the ache in my bones when I grip a sword, the split-second delay in my reflexes. It’s pathetic.I try to cover it with the same sharp tone, the same steel in my spine, but they sense weakness. Wolves always do.Today proves it.A young warrior—barely past his first shift—passes me in the courtyard. He’s cocky, one of Caius’s shadows. He grins wide, loud enough for the others to hear.“Careful, A
A NERD FOR THE HOCKEY ALPHA ~077: A Council Divided
RonanI drag myself into the council chamber, shoulders squared even though every step feels heavier than the last. Since Darko’s death, it’s like part of my chest refuses to fill with air. My lungs fight me, burning, my body weaker, slower. But I don’t let it show. At least, I try not to. I still walk with my head high, the weight of Alpha on my back, even if my insides are tearing themselves apart.The chamber smells of incense and old wood. Torches burn against the stone walls, their crackle mixing with the shuffle of boots as elders take their seats. Their eyes follow me, sharp and prying, some pitying, others calculating. I know what they see—an Alpha who no longer feels untouchable.I reach the center and stop, hands clasped behind me, hiding the tremor in my fingers. My chest tightens again. I breathe slow, steady. No weakness. Not here.Caius is already waiting, lounging like this is a game. His dark eyes glint with something close to triumph. He rises slowly, dragging every e
A NERD FOR THE HOCKEY ALPHA ~076: Shadows Between Them
CallaI return to school still healing, though the ache in my ribs has lessened, and the stiffness in my leg isn’t as sharp as before. The bruises are fading, but I still feel them every time I sit too long or twist wrong. Restless doesn’t even begin to cover it. I keep telling myself to focus, to breathe, to act normal, but the one thing that keeps gnawing at me is Ronan. He hasn’t appeared since I heard he was the one who saved me. Everyone else seems to move on, but I can’t.The hallways buzz with voices the second I walk in. It’s like every pair of eyes lands on me, even the ones pretending not to. People aren’t even subtle about it.“Isn’t that her?” someone whispers near the lockers.“She’s the one who got attacked in the woods,” another voice answers.“I heard it was wolves.”“Why was she even there? Who studies in the middle of the woods?”“And how the hell did she recover so fast? She looked half-dead, and now she’s walking like nothing happened.”Their whispers trail me like
A NERD FOR THE HOCKEY ALPHA ~075: Truth out
RonanThe fire snaps in the hearth, the only sound besides the pounding in my chest. My body feels like it’s been smashed through stone walls, my bandages sticky with blood. I sink back in the chair Casen shoved me into earlier, every breath rough and shallow. The healers did what they could, but they didn’t notice the real problem. They never do.Casen leans against the window frame, arms crossed, face shadowed. He’s been staring outside for a while, jaw tight. His silence grates on me almost as much as the pain tearing through my ribs. The smell of smoke and dried blood still clings to the air—it feels like the battlefield followed me into my own room.Finally, he says, “That wasn’t Blackridge.”I drag in a breath, slow, sharp. “No. They wouldn’t risk something like this. Not with the truce still hanging by a thread.”He nods once, still watching the dark outside. “Then who the hell sends three packs together with rogues? They knew the grounds too well. That wasn’t random.”“I know,
A NERD FOR THE HOCKEY ALPHA ~074. The Wounded Alpha
RonanThe taste of blood lingers on my tongue long after the battle ends. My body feels like it’s been ripped apart, every muscle screaming, my chest raw with pain. I collapse onto the dirt, boots heavy, breath shallow. The night is quieter now, but it’s not silence—it’s the kind of quiet that follows slaughter. Groans, whimpers, the occasional snarl. The stench of blood and smoke thick in the air, clinging to everything. Victory tastes bitter.Casen’s wolf prowls near me, blood dripping from his muzzle, his fur torn in patches. He shifts back, naked and covered in red, his face sharp with worry. He kneels down, his hand hovering close like he’s afraid to touch me.“You’re bleeding too much,” he mutters, his voice rough, strained. “Fuck, Ronan, you should never have been out there in this state.”I give a bitter laugh, low and broken. “Should I have stayed in bed and let them tear through us? Not happening.” My words come out hoarse, but steady enough.Casen doesn’t answer. His jaw cl
A NERD FOR THE HOCKEY ALPHA ~073. The Battle
RonanThe night is on fire with screams. Steel clashes, bones crack, wolves snarl loud enough to shake the ground under my boots. I grip the knife in one hand, the gun in the other, sweat sliding into my eyes as I move through the chaos. Casen is right beside me, shifting fast into his wolf, his massive form tearing into the first rogue that lunges our way. Blood sprays, hot and metallic, covering the dirt. The air reeks of it.I can’t shift. I can’t even feel Darko anymore. His silence is like a hole inside me, hollow and terrifying. My chest aches with it, but there’s no time to think. No time to wish. All I have are these weapons and my stubborn need not to drop dead before this night is over.“Left!” Casen’s voice blasts through the mindlink, sharp.I spin, pulling the trigger before the rogue even lands. The gun kicks hard in my hand. The shot rips through his head, and he drops like a stone, his body twitching as blood spills fast. My ears ring from the blast, but I don’t care.
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