บททั้งหมดของ MY FOOTBALL ALPHA : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Emily’s Point Of ViewThe first light of dawn filtered through the velvet curtains, bleeding gold across the polished furniture in Eren’s guest room.I woke up with a feeling of tranquility and peace, it was all thanks to my late night talk with Eren. The nightmares about Bella tormenting me were gone now, but still there was a feeling of unease gnawing at me. There were still unresolved problems far greater than my nightmares. Stephanie.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the clock on the wall. The time was 6:55 a.m. and I was lost in worries of my own.Then a scream shattered the silence of my mind bringing my worries to life.It was powerful and high-pitched. It was terrified.Stephanie.My heart lurched. I was already running before I realized it, my bare feet flying across the marble hallway. Finn and Jordan barreled out of their rooms at the same time, their eyes wide, every instinct on edge.We reached Stephanie’s door together—and froze.The room was in chaos.Curtains ri

Eren’s Point Of View THE ELDERS’ HALL REEKED of incense and cold judgment. Silver flames hissed in the torches above, their poison burning the air until every breath scraped like glass down my throat. I knew what was coming the moment they summoned me at dawn. This wasn’t a trial. It was a punishment. I was being condemned for my decision, and I knew this was going to hurt. The chamber was circular, the walls carved with runes that pulsed faintly with ancient power. I dropped to one knee at the center, my head bowed. I was an Alpha but in the presence of the Elders my complete submission was expected, even if my blood screamed against it. They were our Elders, the oldest known werewolves. There were only six of them left alive, their Head, Marcellus was nearly a thousand years old, his presence shaped the werewolf world through all of history. “Eren of Fenrir’s line,” Elder Marcellus’s voice rolled like thunder, ancient and merciless. “You defied us. You broke one of our rule

***Chapter soundtrack Soon you'll get better by Taylor Swift ft Dixie chicks***Emily’s Point of ViewTHE RINGTONE CUT through the quiet morning like a silver bell, sharp against the hush my room walls.My eyes blinked open, heavy with fatigue, and for a moment I thought I had dreamt it. But the phone buzzed again across the nightstand, insistent.When I saw the name, my heart jolted.It was my brother, Peter.It's been a while since I heard from him. I didn't inform him about anything happening since he left. Not about the attack in the alley, the threat notes, the hunters and not even about the Elders summoning Eren.No matter how many times I stared at his number for minutes, contemplating whether I should call him or not, I couldn't do it. I didn't need him worrying about me even though I really needed his support more than anything, especially right now with Eren gone.I pressed accept. “Hey, big brother.”There was a soft crackle on the line, followed by a laugh I had memorized

Emily's Point Of View THE DAYS HAVE BEEN brushing by hazily, and all I can say is I've been surviving.Surviving day by day since Eren decided I didn't exist to him. Since he decided that I didn't matter and our friendship was nothing to him.I must admit my heart was broken into a million pieces on that day, and I know I said I would eventually get better but I don't think that time will be coming soon. Especially not while having to watch him in the arms of a different girl every single day.Yeah, so basically Eren Blackwood officially opened up business in being Princeton full-time playboy and every girl on campus was interested in being one of his play things. Every day he was showing off a new girl in my face. I wonder what he was trying to prove, did it make him feel good hurting me and pretending like I never existed.Well on the plus, Eren and the tons of girls he has been swapping has been the only talk on campus. Everyone literally forgot and moved on from their hate for me

Emily’s Point of View THE NIGHT AIR wrapped around me like ice as I stepped outside, every nerve alive and screaming. The street was quiet, the air oddly still, but I knew I wasn’t imagining the presence that had frozen me in place moments ago. There, near the old oak tree far from the street light, a figure stood perfectly still, head slightly tilted. My chest constricted and my stomach rolled, but I forced my feet forward anyway. I needed to be brave right now, brave enough to put an end to all of this. But as I approached I noticed that it wasn’t the red mask as I expected. It wasn’t the fear inspiring red ghoul costume either. The shadows shifted, the streetlight catching him just right, and my heart stopped at the face standing before me. Eren. No jersey. No captain’s air of untouchable authority. Just him. He wore a dark hoodie, pulled up, barely able to cover up his messy hair, eyes sharp and stormy. His hands shoved deep into his pockets like he didn't know what to do wi