All Chapters of The Hockey Alpha and His Secret Omega: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

POV: LaraThe elders’ words haunted me.Three nights. Three nights until the Seal decided my fate. Three nights until either balance was forged or everything burned.That night, I felt the fire inside me stir restlessly, my skin hot, the seal at my throat glowing faintly. Luther refused to leave my side, holding me as though I might vanish if he let go.. His lips pressed against my hair, his whispers desperate, “Stay with me, Lara. Whatever happens, don’t let them pull you away”.But I was already slipping.The first night began with dreams. My body writhed in sleep, the Seal dragging me into visions where Luther and Reis both reached for me, both touching me until I screamed. I woke in Luther’s

POV: LaraThe night of the full moon arrived like a blade.The clearing was alive with firelight, the air thick with smoke and wolf-song. Hundreds of glowing eyes surrounded me as I was led forward, the chains biting into my wrists and ankles. The elders’ chanting filled the night, their staff pounding the ground with every syllable, shaking the earth beneath my bare feet.The moon loomed above, full and merciless, its silver light pouring over me like ice and fire all at once. The seal at my throat pulsed violently, glowing brighter than ever. My heart pounded so hard I thought it would shatter.They forced me onto the altar, its stone cold and unforgiving. Chains locked me down, glowing silver against my skin. I writhed against them, gasping as the Seal flared, b

POV: LaraThe moon reached its height, vast and merciless above the clearing.Silver light poured down like fire, burning my skin, igniting the Seal inside me until I screamed. My body arched violently on the altar, chains rattling as the pack chanted, their voices a storm of hunger and fear.The elders stood at the edges of the circle, their staff blazing with power. Their voices rang out, cold and final. “The seal has spoken. Balance must be chosen. If she refuses, both bonds will die, and the throne will burn.”Luther fought against the wolves holding him back, his golden eyes wild, his voice breaking. “Don’t listen to them, Lara! You’re mine—you’ve always been mine!” Blood streamed down his arms from the chains digging

POV: LaraThe fire lived inside me now.Every breath, every heartbeat, every thought shimmered with silver light. When I moved, the ground seemed to bend beneath my feet. When I blinked, sparks flared across my vision. It terrified me, yet some part of me was thrilled at it too.The pack surrounded me in silence, hundreds of glowing eyes fixed on me. Wolves who had once scoffed at me, who had doubted me, now crouched low to the earth as though my very presence pressed on their spines.The eldest elder lifted his staff, his voice sharp with fear disguised as authority. “This is unnatural. The girl cannot hold the Seal’s fire. She will unravel. She must be contained.”Luther stepped forward instantly, his body

POV: LaraThe chamber was colder than the night outside.I sat on the edge of the altar’s broken stone, Luther’s cloak wrapped around my shoulders, though it did little to soothe the chill that seeped into me. The Seal pulsed under my skin, restless, whispering, as though it knew something I didn’t.The elders stood in a circle before me, their staff planted in the ground, their eyes sharp with hunger and fear. They had summoned me in secret, away from the pack, away from Luther and Reis.The eldest elder spoke first, his voice heavy with authority. “Child, you carry what none before you have. The Seal is no longer an ornament. It is a throne. And through you, power greater than any Alpha’s can be commanded.”