Semua Bab A Rival for the Hockey Alpha : Bab 251 - Bab 260

RivenThe house smelled like burnt butter but as I looked at the thick paper in my hand, I couldn't feel the warmth of the kitchen anymore. I felt like I was standing in a storm. My fingers were trembling as I traced the familiar elegant handwriting. To my baby,My son, Riven Blackthorn, I know you are doing well. You've always been strong and I always knew it.You must have heard this already. But I'll still say it. Your father is gone. Sadly, and you too. The Silverfang pack is in chaos. The throne sits empty, and the people are crying out for a leader who leads with a heart, not a fist. You are the true Alpha. You are the bridge between our history and our future.It is time to come home, my love, Your throne as the alpha of Silverfangs awaits.. Your mother is waiting. Your sister is waiting.Please… Do not keep me waiting any longer. With all my love,Luna Sapphire BlackthornFuck.My eyes held water just looking.I swallowed hard. “Riven, what's it?” Sky asked as I loo

THE CORONATION.RivenThe morning sun of the Silverfang territory was far too bright for my liking. It spilled across the silk sheets of this massive royal bed like an uninvited guest.Today was supposed to be coronation day. Or it was still my coronation day.The entire pack was waiting outside. The elders were pacing, the guards were saluting, and my mother was probably vibrating with anxiety.I mean… being king and all that stuff.But I didn't care. I was currently a horizontal disaster.Yes, I was fully dressed in my formal silver and white robes—the heavy fabric felt like armor—but I had managed to worm my way back under the covers of these thick blankets to pin Sky down.I was leaning my entire weight on his chest, my face buried in the crook of his neck. Call me clingy, but I don't give a fuck."Riven," Sky groaned, his voice thick with sleep and amusement. "You’re wearing a silver cloak that costs more than a house. You’re supposed to be standing on a balcony, not trying to fu

StilesI had to get out of the party for a minute. The music was too loud, the smell of food was making me dizzy, and honestly, the sight of Riven and Sky being all romantic was starting to make me feel like I was at a wedding rather than a coronation.Funny.I headed down the quiet hallway of the palace. I just needed to grab my phone and a jacket from the side room where we had dumped our stuff earlier.The room was dim, lit only by the moonlight coming through the window. I grabbed my things and turned to leave.But then, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest.A tall, muscular figure was leaning against the doorframe. It was Xander."Looking for something, Stiles?" Xander asked. His voice was smooth and laced with a tease."Fuck, Xander!" I gasped, clutching my chest. "You scared the life out of me.”“Betas don't get scared. Of little wolves like me,” he teased.I ignored him. “What are you even doing here?” I asked. “This is a private wing."Xander stepped into the room, closing

GreyThe Eastern sun was barely peeking over the horizon when I locked my apartment door. My suitcase was heavy, packed with medical textbooks and clothes I hadn't worn since I came here.It had been two years since I packed my life into a single car and drove away from the heartbreak. Two years of sleepless nights, anatomy exams, and learning how to be someone without a pack.My phone buzzed in my pocket just as I threw my bag into the passenger seat. I looked at the caller ID and smiled. Sky."Hey, Sky," I said, putting the phone on speaker as I started the engine."Gray! You’re actually picking up. I thought you had buried your face into a patient’s intestine or something," Sky’s voice came through, warm and familiar. "How’s the East treating you? You still alive over there?""Barely," I laughed, pulling out of the driveway. "The final year is no joke. I’m basically living on caffeine and prayer at this point.""I hear that," Sky said, his tone shifting to something more hopeful. "

Grey. This place was exactly how I remembered it to be, but I felt like an outsider here. After the awkward encounter in the lobby, I had gone to drop off my bags in the guest room and splash some cold water on my face. Wow. Sky had never mentioned Stiles having a mate to me. That's new. I mean, I know. We kind of had a strict rule over the last two years: we didn't talk about Stiles. And Sky kept that promise perfectly. But seeing her—Hasima. Or whatever she's called—clinging to his arm? That was a shock I hadn't prepared for. Still, I told myself it was fine. People move on. People change. I mean, I always knew he was bi. And… of course, what was I thinking? Definitely he would have his own mate. And that includes me. Life doesn't stop just because one person leaves. By the time dinner rolled around, the grand dining room was filled with the smell of expensive wine and roasted duck. Riven and Sky sat at the head of the table, looking like the perfect power couple. Envia