The Hockey Alpha's Hidden Mate

Violet“What did you say?” my stepdad asked.Gary’s voice was low, but I knew that tone. He was reeking of alcohol. My cheek burned where his fist had struck me. Tears filled my eyes, and the taste of blood spread through my mouth. I held the edge of the kitchen table to stop myself from falling.In a shaky voice I said, “I said I won’t work at your bar.”His face hardened. The smell of whiskey and cigarettes made my stomach turn as he stepped closer. He had been drinking for hours, and the half-empty bottle on the counter explained why his eyes were red. Despite his alcohol riddled mind, he knew exactly what he wanted. When he had called me downstairs, I thought he was going to complain about the grocery bill or demand money from my weekend job. I had not expected him to place a black dress on the table that covered almost nothing and tell me I have to start working at the country bar he owned.I had seen the women who wore dresses like that at his bar. They sat on customers’ laps

Axel We were in the second period, tied two-two against Redwood, and the game had already turned ugly. One of their defensemen had elbowed Tyler into the boards five minutes ago, and I had returned the favor hard enough.The arena smelled of the usual blood, sweat, ice, and human excitement. And suddenly, through all of it, a mouth-watering smell of sugar cookies assaulted my nostrils. My wolf, Blaze, rose violently inside me, his entire focus on that one fucking smell. My grip tightened around my hockey stick as the entire rink shifted beneath my skates. The roar of the crowd faded. The sharp scrape of blades against ice dulled. All I could smell was warmth, sugar, vanilla.‘Are you mad?’ I growled at him. ‘This is no time to crave for sugar cookies!’ I clenched my jaw and forced my focus back to the puck flying toward me. But scent came again, stronger this time, drifting from somewhere beyond the glass. My wolf slammed against my restraint to tear through the crowd to find the s

AxelAshley was still talking when I buttoned my shirt. I had stopped listening to her ten minutes ago.She lay across her bed with the sheets gathered low around her waist, making no attempt to cover herself. The dorm room smelled of her perfume and sweat, making me want to leave faster.I rolled my sleeves to my elbows and ran my fingers through my hair, still irritated as Blaze paced beneath my skin. I was with Ashley for an hour because I wanted to take the edge off. I had been furious after my suspension, furious after being handed a pathetic task as if I were a misbehaving child who needed punishment.Grant could shove his discipline up his own ass. I was going to meet that girl, ask her to fuck off, and return. Ashley shifted on the bed. “Are you even listening to me?”“No,” I said, picking my jersey off the chair.“Axel!”The sharpness in her voice scraped against my already thin patience. I snapped my head toward her, and Blaze rose with me. My vision flashed gold. Ashley wen

Violet By the time I returned to the dorm, I was exhausted. I barely managed to remove my shoes before I collapsed face-first on the bed. My ankle throbbed dully, my ribs ached, and every muscle screamed. But I couldn’t stop thinking about Axel Hale. More specifically, it kept going back to the moment I had lost my balance and fallen right over him. I was on top of him, my hands pressed against his chest and my body lying over his.And God, he was hard everywhere. He felt like something built out of muscles over muscles, all firm chest, hard stomach, and powerful arms. The world had faded around us. My hair had fallen like a curtain around us, and his grip on my waist tightened. His eyes had locked on mine, darker than before, and I had felt his cock pulse beneath me. A shudder ran down my spine even now. However, I quickly regained my poise and got up before I did something as stupid as kissing him. I groaned into my pillow.“This is what head injury does,” I muttered to myself. “

Violet“Axel…” I breathed. He was on my bed, wrapped around me. His hand slid under my shirt and cupped my breasts. I let out a soft gasp as the sensation nearly made me moan. He removed my shirt and after staring at me for a few seconds he latched onto my nipples. I moaned his name as he sucked me hard. His other hand slipped inside my panties. “Look how wet you are for me,” he growled, and then bit my nipple. I let out a yelp and at the same time, his finger entered inside my pussy. “Ah!” I rasped, holding his shoulders, raking my nails across them. He continued to pump his finger inside me and sucked me hard. He grazed my skin over my breasts and with a scream of his name, I came all around his fingers. I woke with a gasp.For several seconds, I lay frozen beneath my blanket, my heart pounding as if I had been running. My skin was hot despite the cold morning air coming through the gap in the window. Worse, there was a deep ache between my thighs.I squeezed my eyes shut in humi