All Chapters of A Rival for the Hockey Alpha : Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

GreyThe air in the room felt heavy. Everyone was moving around, grabbing bags and preparing for the nightmare of the fish barrels.I stood in the corner, my hands shaking. My father was standing just a few feet away from me.“Grey. A word,” he said firmly.I followed him into a smaller side room, and the door closed, cutting off the sound of Stiles’s complaining and Riven’s low whispers to Sky.I stood there, feeling like a small child again, looking up at the giant of an old man who had raised me.“What is your plan?” he asked as he stood with his arms crossed, his eyes searching my face.I didn't respond, my face down, watching the floor—because no matter how close I was with my father, I couldn’t look at his face, and I certainly didn't know how to tell him the things that lingered in my mind.“Grey. What is your relationship with the Beta’s son?” he asked suddenly.My heart stopped. I felt the blood rush to my face. My eyes rose to look at him.I opened my mouth, but no sound cam

Sky.The ice was pressing into my skin like hundreds of tiny, frozen knives. Every time the truck hit a bump, a fresh wave of freezing, fish scented water washed over my face. Beside me, Riven was shivering so hard that the barrel was almost vibrating.“Sky. We… they…” he stuttered.“Shhhh.” I kept my hand over his mouth to make sure he didn’t make a sound.The guards had stopped us, and I knew if they caught us, we had no escape route, but then, we must not out ourselves.Suddenly, the barrel tilted. My stomach lurched.“Empty it,” the guard’s voice boomed from outside.I felt the barrel being hoisted up. We were being dumped. My heart hammered against my bruised ribs, pain sharp from my ribs touching the barrel. I braced myself to hit the floor, ready to shift and fight the moment this lid popped.But then, the truck driver’s voice rang out.“Hey. What are you doing? This supply is from the Sthor family. Do you have any idea what they’ll do if you ruin their business?These things a

Sky.I woke up before the sun was fully over the horizon. The hotel room was quiet, lit only by the bluish glow of the early morning. Beside me, Riven was out cold. He looked so peaceful, as peaceful as I remembered him to be. Especially when he wasn't trying to act like a royal brat.He was curled up against me, his face buried in the crook of my neck, breathing softly.I didn't want to move. I just wanted to stay here with him, but we couldn't stay.I leaned forward toward him, starting with small pecks on his forehead, then moved to his cheeks."Riven," I whispered in between pecks, my voice thick with sleep. "It's time to get up."He groaned, pressing closer to me. I could feel the heat radiating from him. "No... five more minutes."I smiled and kissed him again, this time on his lips. He held me in, sucking on my lips. The kiss deepened, a slow, warm heat spreading through me as I felt him finally start to wake up.I let my hand slide down, firmly grabbing his hip and then his as

Riven The silence in the dining room was so deafening, all I could hear was the heavy beat of my heart. I felt heat rising in my chest, ready to defend Sky, ready to fight my best friend if I had to. But then, it wasn't his fault. If I had told him earlier, it wouldn't be looking like this. Maybe he would have had the chance to make his choice before we even came here. Stiles looked like he was about to explode. His face was red, his fists were clenched on the table, and his breathing was heavy. Typical angry Stiles. "Stiles," I called slowly, my voice low and warning. "Please, we will talk about this later. Please." Stiles stood up, looking from me to Sky. “Then you traitors!” he spat. “I can't believe you, Riven, did this to me! I’m getting out of this place! I’m leaving! I can't stay under the same roof with a murderer and his cohort!" Grey’s face went white. He grabbed Stiles’s arm, his fingers digging into his sleeve. "Stiles, wait, please! Don't do this. Please." St

RivenThe glass house felt like it was floating in the dark night.I was lying on my back, my heart hammering against my ribs. Sky was hovering over me, his muscles tensed."Sky... please, put it in already," I whispered.He didn't make me wait any longer. He moved between my legs and pushed inside me.“Ahhhh, fuckkkk!” The loud curse flew out of my mouth before I could even stop it.A loud cry of pleasure echoed off the glass walls. My eyes flew open, then narrowed as the pleasure hit me like a wave.“You ok?” Sky asked, pausing and allowing me to adjust.“Ohh yes, I am,” I breathed. “Just... move.”And then he started moving. He moved with a rhythm that felt like it was written into my soul.His gaze did not leave mine. Every thrust was deep and intentional. I bit my bottom lip so hard. My fingers dug into his shoulders, my nails marking his skin.Finally, we were here. After all the trouble in life. I was here, away from all the troubles of the Silverfangs. Something I never dreamt