A Rival for the Hockey Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 191 - チャプター 198

Sky.I was still sitting alone here, still contemplating what would be done when Gray finally woke up. I just prayed he survived this.I had vividly recalled a time when he and I were talking and he explicitly told me that he was allergic to certain foods, and the top of the chart was shrimp.He had told me that shrimp was like a poison to him.And he was so serious about it, and now, the more I thought about it, the more I felt the need to meet him in that bed and give him a resounding slap for endangering his life like that.I still would slap him if he woke up.But then, that was if he did survive this because… what I was seeing from the emergency unit, it wasn't looking like life anymore.It was struggle. Full-time struggle.How could he not just tell Stiles that he was allergic to shrimp? I mean, who puts their lives at such a drastic risk just to please other people? And to crown it all, he lied that it was his favourite food.A life-threatening, suicidal lie.I breathed. A deep

Sky.This was what I meant when I said, I got a pro version of Riven. All these confessions kept coming free.His eyes dropped, gaze fixing on my lips, his eyes flicked gold. I knew at that point what he wanted. Me.“Come here,” he said, as his hand found my chin, nudging me closer to himself.His lips softly placed themselves on mine. My eyes closed, simultaneously with his, as I soaked in the beauty of this moment.My hand moved back to his waist, shifted, until it got to his ass. I squeezed it softly.“Mnnn,” he murmured into my mouth.Then, he pulled away. His gaze on my lips, his breathing a little unsteady. Coming out in hot wraps.His eyes shifted to mine. He bit his lip, tucking it briefly in-between his teeth.“I want you, Skyler,” he said.I paused, eyes a little wide in surprise.“What?” I asked in a small chuckle.His hand pulled my face closer again, leaning in slowly, until my lips were just there, so close to his, mine, aching to be touched by his.“I want you, Skyler.”

Riven.I swallowed hard. I didn’t even know how I was going to explain this to him.“Listen, Stiles. It’s…”Phew!“Look, my case and your own, and like… I don’t know how to make this sound, but like, I just don’t do guys. I only do Sky, if that makes sense?” I stated with an awkward, questioning face.He shook his head. “No, what are you saying? It doesn’t at all,” he retorted.I swallowed hard.“Okay, hear me out. It’s not like we are… I mean, like…” I stuttered, looking for a better explanation. “This is not me liking guys, Stiles. It’s like… he is my mate,” I said, dropping the bomb.I saw him freeze, brows furrowed.“Mate? What mate?” he asked.“Mate. Stiles,” I said, nodding.“Mate? Like mate mate? The kind of Moon Goddess–assigned mate? Like your life partner kind of mate?” he asked again.“Yes.”“What the fuck?!” he cursed. He stepped backward, away from me, his hand flying to his hair, scratching in a spirit of shock.Then—Wait.His finger pointed in the air like he had just

Sky.Pip!!!The sound of the coach’s whistle rang in the open space, jarring and loud. Practice was over, and everyone was already rushing back to the locker room.I started packing up my things, heading for the same place.It’s been a day since we last saw each other—Riven and I.A day since this brat left me in the medic. I tried to call him over and over again, but he wasn’t picking my calls. I tried to mind-link him, and he also wasn’t responding. I don’t know if he was angry or… if there was something else. I mean, I’ve got a lot of debts to pay with him, so…I got in there, and inside was as busy as usual. Loud, soft music in the background. People throwing jabs at each other here and there—just… the regular busy.My gaze shifted to Riven just before I sat down. Our eyes met, and he quickly retracted his gaze from me.I had the strong urge to go see him, but I debated against it. I would see him—but later. Even if it meant going to his dorm.“Alright, alright, good day everyone,