Todos los capítulos de A Rival for the Hockey Alpha : Capítulo 231 - Capítulo 240

RivenThe cold air of the loading dock creased my skin. In front of us sat the transport truck. It was a massive, ugly vehicle, and the smell hitting my nose was enough to make a wolf’s stomach turn.It was the scent of thousands of dead, slimy salmon packed in salt. Yuck.But I had to do this even if my nasal cavity wasn’t so ready.I turned to Master Brooks. The old man stood there with his hands tucked into his sleeves. “Thank you for everything, Master Brooks,” I said, bowing my head. “You risked your life for us and I will forever be grateful.”“I did what was right, Riven,” he said softly. “The history books will judge us later. But for now, just stay alive, my boy.”I nodded. A small smile on my face.Then I looked at Elder Sthor. He was standing like a stone statue, his arms crossed. I knew we hadn’t always been on good terms. My father and the Sthors had fought for power for years.“Elder,” I said, stepping toward him. “I just… I uhm… I want to say a big thanks to you. I—”He

StilesAs we got into the hotel, the room was small and smelled like cheap carpet, but right now, it felt like a palace compared to that truck and that goddess-forsaken barrel.The moment the door clicked shut, Grey scrambled for the bathroom. I heard him retching, the sound of his stomach turning over.I stood in the doorway, watching him lean over the toilet. He looked so small, his shoulders shaking under his wet, fish-scale-designed shirt.I walked over to him, rubbing his back as he poured out everything he had eaten.I knew I was not in agreement with this whole thing because of how sensitive my nose was. But Grey, he didn't act like he would survive it."Look at you," I said, trying to keep my voice light to stop myself from worrying. "You walked into that barrel like a lion, Grey. All brave and 'I’ve got this.' And now? You’ve come out like a withered little flower."Grey finished throwing up and wiped his mouth, giving me a weak, miserable look. "It’s the... the smell, Stiles

Sky.After hours of driving through winding roads and thick forests, the trees finally opened up. In front of us sat a massive house made almost entirely of glass. It was tucked away in a secluded area, surrounded by water and high-tech security fences."Whoa," Stiles whispered, his face pressed against the car window. "Where the fuck is this? Wow."I pulled the car into the driveway, and the gates slid shut behind us with a heavy clack. I turned off the engine and looked at their shocked faces."Welcome to the Neutral Lands," I said with a smile. "This is a place where wolves and humans live together. No pack laws, no Alphas. And more importantly, this house is rigged with the best technology money can buy. No one is getting in here unless we let them in."Everyone scrambled out of the car, looking around in awe.As soon as we got in, I instructed everyone to choose where they wanted to stay. Stiles and Grey immediately claimed a room on the second floor, exhausted from the trip.Riv

Sky.The rooftop was quiet, and the air felt clean, but my mind was a mess. I stood at the railing, looking at the dark horizon. I didn't feel like a hero, even though I was supposed to. Even here in this place of peace and settlement, I still felt like a ghost.I heard the door click. Riven was there. I felt his presence before I saw him."Skyler," he called out softly.I turned my head. He looked so beautiful in the moonlight, his skin glowing and his hair messy. I reached out a hand for him.“Are you ok?” he asked.I breathed. I couldn't lie."No, I'm not fine, Riven," I whispered, looking back at the stars.“Why? What happened?” he asked, standing beside me."I was just standing here thinking. You know, I, uhm… Riven,” I called, still looking up.“Yea.”“Do you think the universe ever forgets? I’ve done so many things. Bad things. Worse things. Evil things. Right now, I just… I wonder. I wonder if I can ever be washed clean, even though I know it’s probably impossible. Right?”Riv

Sky.The sun was streaming through the glass walls of the kitchen, making everything look peaceful. I was already up, moving around the large kitchen and making coffee.The house was quiet, but it was that good kind of quiet you only get when you finally feel safe.I heard footsteps behind me. I didn't even have to look to know it was Stiles."Morning, Skyler…," Stiles teased, dragging my name. He leaned against the counter.He looked way too energized for someone who had been up half the night.“Morning, Stiles,” I responded, a small smile on my face.“Wow… you are up already?”I turned to him briefly, arching my brow with the “what do you mean?” look laced on my face."I have to say, Sky, this house is great. But the walls? I think we need to work on them. It's a little too thin. I think for a house, this one has already heard and seen things it shouldn't have."I rolled my eyes, pouring myself a cup of coffee. "You're telling me? Or should I be the one complaining, huh? What did yo