All Chapters of Moonvale Players: His Rival’s Sister Is His To Claim : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Mo’s PovIt was that time of year again. The week everyone in Redwood Hollow lost their damn minds over a ball in Grayridge college, filled with every powerful Pack's heir in the werewolf community and in Redwood hollow town. I sat quietly, maintaining the perks of being the second most powerful Alpha's daughter in Redwood Hollow. But who cares? My brother and his best friend had stolen the spotlight. The two famous hockey players in college, both in the same team and recognized as rivals in the werewolf community. My father had warned us to not engage with the Ravenmont packs but Daren never listened and I hated it. He was just calling for a death sentence all for someone who wasn't even worth it.Daren waved his hands at me, after hitting a goal on the rink. I came to cheer for my brother but I only watched my brother being cheered for by the girls in Grayridge college. No one ever looked at me, or even noticed me. If anyone did, it was the one person I hated the most. Radek. He

Mo's Pov I didn’t want to look at him. I didn’t want him to touch me either.“You shouldn't have done that! You shouldn't have driven me to that shitty party.” I moved closer and kept hitting his chest. His shirt was already soaked where I scratched him earlier, but I didn’t stop.“Hit me back, you jerk!” I yelled, tears almost dripping from my eyes. “You shouldn't have brought me there!” I kept yelling. “You think you're helping? You’re not. I don’t care if you saved me and I’m not sorry for hurting you either! Just hit me back, Radek!” I cried out. He always found a way to piss me off, he'd talk back and we would get in a fight. He never stopped arguing with me or calling me names, why was he stopping now? Why didn't he yell at me when my claws scratched through his face? I took a deep breath, maintaining my anger. He didn’t say anything, he just stood there, calm like nothing was happening. I lowered my voice, “You should stay away from me, Radek. Stay away from my brothe

Radek’s PovA message popped up the moment I picked up my phone; “Please take care of Monique while I’m gone. You know she can’t handle herself out there.”I smiled.I said it out loud too, low enough for no one else to hear.“Just me and you now, cute face.”I packed light. Not for myself—this wasn’t a trip. It was a setup. I knew the kinds of things she skipped in the morning when she was rushing. I also knew what snacks she liked pretending not to like. I threw a few into a side bag. The kind of simple things you only do when you know someone enough to not ask questions anymore.My father noticed. The man barely looked up from his cup these days, but he saw me smiling to myself and cleared his throat.“What’s going on with you?” he asked.“Nothing,” I said, not meaning it.He raised an eyebrow. “You’re smiling like someone handed you the Alpha seat.”“Not yet.”He leaned back in his chair. “Keep your head straight. A distracted Alpha is a dead one.”“I’m not Alpha yet.”He looked

Radek’s povI tasted it, the sweet taste of heaven and now, I have become an addict.It has been a brash reaction, one that I wasn’t sure if I was regretting or loving. She didn’t move, not in the way I had expected.Her fingers had grabbed the hair at the back of my neck. Her tongue glided softly against my lips an action so unsure but yet I was thrown through the shores of passion.My wolf had grown obsessed with wanting her presence and now that I kissed her, he wanted more. More than what I knew she was ready for.“Hey, for a second I thought you were flash,” Abby whispered, her eyes gleaming softly as she placed her hand on my arm.Her touch brought me back to the harsh reality, “Why did you return?”She looked taken aback at my brashness, a frown forming on her face, “That isn’t the reaction I was expecting,”Her presence meant a lot of things, and the most important one was the fact that I wouldn’t be able to be around Monique the way I would love to without arousing suspicions

Radek’s povEverything about her was addictive. Her lips, her smiles her demeanour.I wasn’t sure which I enjoyed most. Teasing her or watching her smile.Her eyes had darkened the minute she noticed me sidetracked, her nose flared as she threatened the light out of my soul. My little firecracker, that was all that I could call her.She hasn’t said a word, not yet. I could see the way she was fighting with herself, trying to act like the intoxicating aroma of the ice cream wasn’t killing her.Daren had mentioned it once, talked about her unusual obsession with anything cookie and in a way, it had gotten stuck at the back of my mind.“Where are you taking me to?” she asked in a softer tone.If I weren’t scared of crashing and endangering her, I would have skidded the car off the road.Monique was never soft spoken when it came to me. In fact, she was anything but gentle.“Radek!” she hissed.Yep! There she was, the warrior who hated peace.“Well, I know that Daren and your dad won’t be