LOGIN♡✯HYLARA✯♡My spine straightened instinctively and I became painfully aware of my outfit, the way I wore my hair, and my posture.Was Kristen right about my appearance?My fingers on the table twitched and I resisted the urge to pull the band holding my blonde curls in a messy bun and let them fall.I hadn't seen him since the day he dumped my ass on ice. And now, I wanted more than anything for him to realize he'd made a terrible mistake and beg for my forgiveness.When Declan came to a stop by my table, my stomach dropped as his arm slipped possessively around Cassandra's slim waist. He didn't once look my way and that hurt more than I should have let it. What was wrong with me? Why the hell was I still reacting to a man who'd made his choice and was already living it?"Declan," Cassandra purred, pulling him in by the nape for a kiss. My stomach churned at the sight of them sucking the life out of each other like there was no one else in the cafeteria.Blinking away the tears that
♡✯HYLARA✯♡"What is this?" As soon as the waitress left, my eyes flickered between the mouth-watering food on the table and Creed Horton who was staring at me blankly from the other side of the table. What was his problem? It wouldn't kill him to show some emotions would it?"Are you asking because you don't know or because you just want to ask?" His voice dropped a bit and he gave me that look he reserved for women he thought were dumb."It's just that when you said breakfast, this isn't what I'd imagine." Shifting uncomfortably, I could feel the tips of my ears burning.My gaze drifted over the breakfast spread before me and for a moment, I forgot to breathe. The waffles were crisp and golden with berries dusted lightly with sugar, and the maple syrup was served in a polished crystal pitcher. Fluffy banana pancakes, buttered toast, and a white centerpiece plate holding finely cut tropical fruits. Two fine porcelain cups of steaming coffee, its rich aroma curling through the room.
♡✯HYLARA✯♡"HYLARA FUCKING HART! Wake up right this instant." I jolted up from the impact of my two roomies jumping into my bed. "What? Can't a girl have her beauty sleep in peace?" I groaned, falling back into bed."No can do my little conniving vixen." Samantha pulled me back up, a huge smile plastered across her round face, her ombre hair pulled into a messy bun. "That's right, you don't get to sleep peacefully after what you did." Valerie gushed, her fingers patting my cheeks to ward off every trace of sleep as if her yellow pajamas weren't bright enough to keep me awake."It's not even six yet, what did I do now?" I moaned, slapping her hands away before gently rubbing my eyes.After last night's incident, I couldn't sleep a wink as images of those men closing in on me kept playing behind closed eyes. A shiver runs down my spine at the thought of what could've happened if Creed hadn't shown up the moment he did. Maybe Creed was right, no matter how mad I was, I shouldn't hav
★★CREED★★I pulled away from Hylara's trembling frame before instinct dragged me back to her. My mate. A human?The words tasted like poison.The moon Goddess had either lost her mind or had cursed me. There was no other explanation. Out of every she-wolf born beneath her moon, she decided to bind me —the Alpha of Silverpine— to the weakest creature with no wolf, no rank, and no place in my world, and somehow expected me to accept her?Hell no.This wasn't fate but a sick joke that was slowly starting to make sense. The magnetic pull I felt whenever she was close, the murderous rage that consumed me when Declan Bishop —soon to be Alpha of a rival pack— claimed her as his girlfriend, the animal clawing beneath my skin demanding I protect her on the rink.Nothing was a coincidence. Every damned instinct had been screaming the truth. My wolf had recognized his mate long ago."Is everything ok?"My ears almost bled from the panic dripping from her voice, her legs still clasp against my
★★HYLARA★★"You're late!" Creed stood by his locker in the empty locker room, his broad back turned to me, a thick heavy towel loosely wrapped around his waist. Water from his shower beaded on his spine, trailing down the ridges of his toned muscles.His dark brown hair was wet and spiky, and the delicious essence of his soap lingered on him making me want to dab his skin with my tongue. "With the way you eye-fucking me, I'd think you've never seen a naked guy." He snapped without glancing my way, his deep voice carrying an edge to it.I gulped, heat pricking my skin at having been caught ogling."Maybe if you weren't living in your head, you'd realize I was waiting for you to wrap up whatever you're doing." I defended. There was something about him that made me act rashly with him.Slamming his locker shut, he turned towards me, a pair of black Tom Ford boxer briefs in his hand, his arrogant smirk not missing. My lips turned dry as the sharp V at his lower abdomen disappeared be
★★HYLARA★★I turned to see Creed Horton already storming forward, his dark eyes focused on Declan like a predator closing in on its prey. Before I could blink, Creed lunged forward, his fist colliding with Declan's jaw with a sickening crunch. The force made him stumble several steps backward before crashing hard on the ice, his helmet spinning away.But Creed didn't stop.He dragged Declan up by the front of his jersey, the fabric bunched in his fists as he pummeled his face, each punch fueled by a rage I'd never seen. Declan managed to throw one wild swing which Creed effortlessly caught before twisting his wrist until Declan snarled in agony. With a vicious hook, Declan glided across the ice just as their teammates and referees got over their shock. I gawked as the crowd went wild, my heart hammering hard against my chest. No wonder Creed Horton never loses control. He was a beast when he did."Hylara Hart." I jumped at the voice barking my name.Mandy, my boss's secretary stor







