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67. Green Eyes

مؤلف: Eden Moon
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"You were outside, man," I said, relieved. "Do you remember anything?"

Adrien shook his head, still shivering. "No... I just remember falling asleep."

Jules looked at me, concern etched on his face. "We need to tell someone. This isn't normal."

"Yeah," I agreed, my mind racing. The dream, Adrien's disappearance, felt somehow connected.

But for now, getting him warm and safe was the priority.

After pulling his cot right in front of the fire, we sat by it, watching Adrien slowly regain warmth an
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  • Hockey Alphas - Pawns For Pucks   93. Playbook

    I stood there frozen for what felt like forever, racing to catch up with what I was seeing. Cam and Jules weren't talking.They were wrapped up in each other. Cam had Jules pressed against the wall, their bodies close, lips locked in a kiss that made it clear this was about more than any argument over me.I took a step back, feeling the awkwardness settle into my bones. This wasn't what I'd expected when I followed them. I intended to walk away, to give them their moment. Then I glanced down and saw Cam's clothes in my hand. Of course, he was still in his boxers. I couldn't just walk away. He was already in trouble. Getting caught kissing a guy in the stairwell, barely dressed, would be his undoing. There is no doubt about that. He couldn't get in trouble and disappear without helping me fix whatever the hell was making random voices constantly whisper in my head. It was tolerable right now, but I had a sneaky suspicion that wouldn't be the case for long. I walked up the stairs a

  • Hockey Alphas - Pawns For Pucks   92. Weirder

    I woke up to the door flying open and crashing against the wall. I jerked upright, struggling to adjust to the dim light assaulted by the bright lights from the hallway. The voices were quieter, even though I could still feel them. Jules stood in the doorway, looking like he was seconds away from tearing the room apart. His chest rose and fell rapidly, and before I could even get a word out, he stormed inside, fury radiating off him.“Cam!” Jules barked, crossing the room in just a few long strides. His energy was wild, dangerous, and aimed directly at Cam.I blinked, trying to catch up. My mind was jumbled, especially when I glanced over and saw Cam. He was sitting on the edge of the desk. Shirtless.Just sitting there, like it was the most natural thing in the world to be in nothing but his boxers. The sight threw me off, but his bed made my head spin. Cam’s bed was perfectly made, neat and untouched. Mine wasn’t.Or rather, the bed I was in wasn’t.I barely had time to process an

  • Hockey Alphas - Pawns For Pucks   91. Smelled Good

    The cold air bit through my skin, chilling me to the bone, but I didn't care. I sat on the steps outside the dorm, legs pulled up, arms wrapped tight around them, trying to keep myself together. It was freezing, but it wasn't the cold that had me shaking. It was the voices.“Jamie… Jamie…”They whispered repeatedly, the name grating at me like nails on glass. My real name. A name that didn't feel like mine anymore. I hadn't been Jamie in a long time.But the voices wouldn't stop."You're not who you say you are."It kept going relentlessly, pushing against my skull. My thoughts tangled up in themselves, a knot I couldn't untie. They were loud, louder than anything I could handle. And they weren't just words.They were pulling at something deeper. My insecurities, my secrets, things I'd buried long ago.I wasn't Jamie anymore. I'd changed. I had to. I wasn't that scared girl hiding in the shadows, pretending to fit into a world that would never accept her. Not anymore. But the vo

  • Hockey Alphas - Pawns For Pucks   90.

    ( CAM POV ) The night of the dance was still burned into my memory. It had started off innocent enough—awkward conversations, forced smiles, and that strange, tense feeling of being out of place. I'd gone with some girl from my class, though I can't even remember her name now. We barely spoke. I didn't care to impress her, didn't care to dance. I spent most of the night wondering why I was even there.Then Jules found me.I'd known him for a while, but we weren't exactly close. He was one of those guys who radiated confidence without trying. Everyone liked him. He was different, though. He wasn't pretending like everyone else at the dance. He didn't have to force anything.When he approached me, it was late, and most of the crowd had already left. We ended up outside, sitting by the field, where no one could see us. The stars were out, scattered across the sky like they had a purpose.Something I felt like I lacked.We didn't talk much, just sat there, staring out into the dark. Th

  • Hockey Alphas - Pawns For Pucks   89. Boy-war?

    Alec, Kris, Bear, and I sat near the back of french class, barely keeping it together. Kris was the only one who wasn’t struggling. He had this uncanny knack for getting every pronunciation right, even with the most tongue-twisting words. I slouched in my chair, staring at the chalkboard. The teacher had written a list of words, each more difficult than the last. “Oeil,” “Bouilloire,” “Rouge-gorge.” She was pacing in front of the class, listening to us mangle each one as we tried to sound them out. Kris, of course, had breezed through them. Bear and I? Not so much.“James, try again,” the teacher said, her voice soft but with that edge that made you feel like you were disappointing her. “It’s ‘oeil,’ not ‘oil.’ You have to use the back of your throat more.”I sighed. “Uh... Ool?”The teacher winced, like I’d just stepped on her favorite pet. Kris smirked from beside me, barely holding back a laugh, and Bear gave me an exaggerated shrug.“Close enough,” she said, though I could tell

  • Hockey Alphas - Pawns For Pucks   88. Secrets

    It had been a couple of days since everything about Cam came to light, but the shock hadn't worn off. The team was still uneasy around each other, and every conversation felt forced, like we were all walking on eggshells. Cam had been allowed to stay at the school and on the team under certain conditions.Strict ones. Dean Carrigan laid it out pretty clearly. Cam wasn't allowed to leave campus or go into the woods where we used to run drills. He had to move permanently into the dorms, too. No going home for breaks, no visiting family. It was like the school had put him under house arrest.I wasn't sure how I felt about it. On one hand, Cam deserved consequences for the deception, but something didn't sit right with me. It became obvious pretty quickly that he was struggling with more than just losing his powers. The necklace that had been the source of his magic wasn't just making him look perfect.It was doing something else, something deeper. At first, I thought it was just physi

  • Hockey Alphas - Pawns For Pucks   60. Leverage Point

    I stepped out into the stairwell, heading to the dining hall. I wanted to fuel up before hitting the library for serious research. I'd also decided it was time for Adrien to start educating me more about werewolves. After all, he'd been in the class long enough to serve as a guide, it was high time

  • Hockey Alphas - Pawns For Pucks   59. Metaphor for Life

    I woke up the following day, and the first sensation was of someone else's presence, a quiet breathing that wasn't mine. I immediately assumed Jules had shifted in the night as a joke or something. But as I rolled over to confirm, my heart skipped."What the fuck, Adrien?" I blurted out, recoiling in

  • Hockey Alphas - Pawns For Pucks   58. Aim For Checkmate

    Jules and I gathered some essentials from my dorm and headed back down the hall to Adrien's room. The plan was to regroup, enjoy each other's company, and just relax for the evening. But as soon as we walked through the door, we both froze.Cam was already there, camped out on the floor next to Bear,

  • Hockey Alphas - Pawns For Pucks   56. Don't Mess With Texas

    Jules barged into the room, dropping Bear's bedding on his lap before claiming the spare bed. Bear huffed dramatically, tossing the blankets onto the floor and setting up his makeshift bed there. Meanwhile, I was caught in the middle of a dilemma. Adrien's bed or Jules's? Or should I just crash on t

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