All Chapters of A Rival for the Hockey Alpha : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Riven.“Be serious, Riven. How can you forget something like that?” my sister said, nudging me.Then my father threw in his annoying voice.“Maybe if he wasn't drinking his life away and partying around, he would still remember we had an anniversary.”I scoffed.“Maybe if you and your council hadn't made me an overnight detective, I would still have the brain to remember…” I shot back without looking at him.The table grew silent for a moment.Mom cleared her throat. “Uhmm… your father and I are preparing to make this year's party as memorable as it could be.” She paused. “So, we are planning on hosting a party for not just the elites. Unlike the previous years, this year you both are free to invite your friends.”“Mom! Really?” Jesse beamed, standing up from her seat to give my mom a hug and a kiss on the forehead.She went over to my dad. “Thank you, Dad.” She grinned, placing a kiss on his cheek.The thing is, even though my father was strict, rigid, and annoying, he was still very

Stiles.“Xander.” I called.His eyes weren't on me though, his eyes were on Grey. Giving Grey a glare that I didn't really understand.“Xander,” I called again and it was then that his attention snapped back to me.“Stiles, are you okay?” He asked.I looked at myself and back at him. “Mhnn… I wasn't fine but I'm better,” I said with a smile.“What happened?” He asked, drawing closer to me. His hand gently brushing the bandage.“Nothing serious,” I lied. “It's just that I got into a fight while defending the pack,” I bragged with a wink.“And you didn't call me? Ask for my attention?” Xander asked.Yes, that's right. When was the last time I talked with him? Been days. No doubt.“That's true. But I didn't want to bother you,” I said, clapping his shoulder. “Grey here, he has been of so much help,” I said.His eyes went back to Grey. And I saw something that looked like…Wait.What kind of glare is that? That's not what I think it is, right?Nah… it cannot be. We've been on this for way

Sky.Days later…Ding dong!The doorbell rang.I was in the bathroom, but thankfully I was done. I wrapped myself in a bathrobe, walked up to the door, jarring it open. And…Alex.“Hello, Sky.” He waved.What is he doing here?“Hey… Lex, what's up?” I said, stepping out of the way so he could come in.Since that day after the whole incident at Coach Williams’ birthday, I have not had more than three words exchanged with him.He stepped inside, looking around the space. I closed the door.“What's up?” I asked, walking ahead of him to offer him a seat. “Take a seat,” I urged.“I was passing through this place, and someone said your dorm was close, so I decided to drop by and say hello.”And the person gave him my room number too?That sounded like a lie. But I didn't ask him because I know it was a lie. A big one.“Oh… that's so nice of you,” I said. “What can I offer you? I made some food,” I said, smiling.“You cook?” Alex asked, eyes wide.“Mhnn… I do.”He stood up from his seat. “Yo

Riven.Oh yea. I remembered that I had just handed him the invite without a proper explanation.“It's an invite,” I said, as I watched him do his cooking.“Yea, I know it's an invite, but you didn't say anything. And there’s not much written on that thing. It’s just all white with the caption: VIP guest,” he complained.“Maybe if you weren't housing all male genders in your dorm, I would have made a proper explanation before handing you the card,” I snorted.He paused.“Riven.”“What!”Flickering the spatula in his hand. “Are we still doing this?” he asked.“Doing what? Did we start anything?” I shot back.I watched him exhale.“What is it for? The card,” he asked in exhaustion.“It's for the pack’s anniversary. Celebrating the 60th anniversary of the pack. But it's more like... the alpha thing,” I drawled. “I was asked to invite a friend so… I just thought maybe I could just trash it at you.”He paused.“Really? You consider me a friend?”“Are you okay? I don't make friends. And I do

Riven.“Riven. If you want to be messy, don't call me. If you call me, be at a minimum. At least until all this shit going on between us waxes cold.”He paused. At this point, I could feel a certain kind of energy radiating within him. A kind that was almost making me feel uncomfortable.“Now if you mind or not, get the fuck out of my sight,” he spat, already about to walk out on me again.But I held his hand before even thinking about it.I was…Wow. I... I didn’t even know what to say. I...“Skyler,” I called softly. “Jeez. Are all these rants for me?” I asked, looking at his face.His unusual calm face held this different thing going on in it.He snatched his hand off my grip. “Get back inside, your wife is waiting for you,” he retorted.I know I had seen Sky serious at times, but it wasn't like this, and yes, at this point the weight of my actions, past and present, dawned on me. And now that I really thought about it, I really was selfish.“Skyler, I…”Fuck, this word was really