All Chapters of A Rival for the Hockey Alpha : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Riven.I surged into the woods, the branches clawing at my face as I ran. I didn't care. My lungs burned with every step, but my heart was beating with a purpose I hadn't felt in years. I wasn't running away. I was running to him. To go meet him, just before my father makes it to the cell, or gets to contact anyone.I reached the clearing near an old stone bridge. A tall, massive figure was standing in the shadows. He was dressed in tactical gear, his face half-hidden by a mask.This was Kael, a Sthor warrior. Grey had contacted him and even though he was hesitant from the beginning to help, he did. At least because of grey.I aproached him, and he looked me up and down with no interest. "You're late, alpha.."I swallowed hard, trying to catch my breath from that distant run and long wolf speeding."The smoke took longer to clear than I thought," I rasped, . Kael retracted his gaze form me and pulled a heavy combat knife from his belt and checked the edge "I don't usually rescu

Sky.I semi-leaned on Riven as we stumbled out of the cell block. My ribs—I couldn’t really walk without the sharp pain tugging at my side.These guards really wanted to kill me before they killed me.My vision was blurry, and my legs felt like they were made of rocks, but at the same time, weak. Jelly-like. Every step was a battle. As we turned the corner, I saw them—guards sprawled across the floor. They weren't moving.What the fuck. Blood was littered all over.Did Riven do this?I looked at Riven, but he wasn't looking back; he just kept his eyes forward, his jaw set tight.Did he really do this because of me? He had broken the law and fought his own people to get me out of here.We walked and finally reached the main hall, and then my eyes caught someone.He was dressed tight and rigid.He was standing over another downed guard, wiping a blade. Obviously, he was the master behind these dead bodies. He looked up as we approached, his eyes scanning me quickly.“All good?” the man

Sky.The bathroom was large, filled with white steam rising from a deep stone tub.Riven didn’t let go of me for a second. He kept his arm hooked firmly around my waist, his body acting as a crutch as he guided me toward the water.Every time my foot dragged on the tile, I felt him flinch, as if my pain was traveling directly into his own nerves.It probably was, because we were close now. He was possibly feeling the bond pain too.He helped me in, and I got into the tub. The heat hit my skin like a shock. I shivered, letting out a released blow of air, my frozen blood finally starting to move again, tingling uncomfortably in my fingers and toes.Then, I felt Riven move.“What are you doing?” I asked.He moved quietly, stripping off his own ruined clothes.“I’m joining you,” he responded, finally pulling off the last piece of his clothes. I watched him as he stepped into the tub with me.We sat facing each other. The water was chest-high, swirling with bubbles that looked like clouds

Stiles.I stood frozen on the balcony, my hand now gripping the glasses I had taken from Grey’s face.The air in the Traditional Site felt still, but in my head, a storm was brewing.Grey was staring at me, his eyes wide with fear. He could see my face changing as I listened to the voice no one else could hear.•• Where are you? •• my father’s voice demanded.I took a shaky breath and leaned my head back against the stone wall. I tried to sound cool, even though my heart was hammering.•• I’m with Riven, Pops, •• I drawled back.••• Where the fuck are you, Stiles!? ••• he boomed. I flinched. The anger in his voice was visible even through the link.•• Do you have any idea what you’ve done? You helped a prisoner escape. You ruined a royal wedding! ••I swallowed hard, sounding small, my voice almost a whisper now.•• You know I can’t tell you where I am, Pops, ••Silence followed. For what seemed like a minute, the link was quiet, but I knew he was still there.Then—•• The least you c

RivenI stared at the man standing in front of me. My brain felt like it was short-circuiting.Elder Sthor—how? Alive? Or was I seeing things?No, the person standing in front of me was very much alive.“Elder Sthor?” I called in a low, uncertain voice.“Young Alpha,” the Elder called back.I turned to look at Sky, then back at Sthor. And back again at Sky. “I don't understand. How… how is this… what's happening? How?”Sky stepped forward, his hand resting on his bruised ribs. He looked at me with a tired, honest expression. “He didn't die, Riven. I didn't kill him.”I paused. “What do you mean you didn't kill him? I saw you. I saw him.”“I know,” Sky whispered. “I know what you saw. But this is the reality. I… I didn't. Grey—he was so close to me, he was like a brother. I couldn't watch him suffer the pain of losing a father, so… I… I went clean to Grey. Told him everything. Every damn thing he needed to know.”I turned to Grey, and he nodded his head in agreement. “That’s why my fam