All Chapters of Rejected By My Hockey Alpha: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Timothy's POVI wake up to the sound of arguing.My eyes don't want to open. My body feels like it weighs a thousand pounds. But the voices are loud enough to drag me back to consciousness."She can't stay here indefinitely." That's Sophia's voice. Sharp and angry. "I'm still his wife.""A wife he never wanted." Selene sounds furious. "A marriage you both agreed to dissolve.""We haven't dissolved anything yet." Sophia's voice gets louder. "The paperwork isn't final. Which means legally, I'm still his spouse. I have medical rights."I force my eyes open. The hospital room is brighter now. Sunlight streams through the window. How long was I asleep?Penelope sits in the chair beside my bed. Her hand is still wrapped around mine. She looks exhausted. Dark circles under her eyes. Hair pulled back in a messy ponytail.But she's here. Sophia stands near the door with her three brothers looming behind her. Kane, Drake, and Ryder look ready to start a fight. Selene blocks their path with her

Penelope's POVI wake up to the sound of a camera shutter clicking. My eyes snap open to find Ethan standing in the doorway, phone raised, grinning like he's just discovered buried treasure."Delete that," I say, trying to sit up before the full reality of my situation hits me. I'm still in Timothy's hospital bed, our hands intertwined, and at some point during the night I'd shifted position so my head rests on his shoulder. His other arm has found its way around me, holding me close even in sleep."Oh, this is perfect," Ethan says, taking another photo with obvious delight. "Wait until Selene sees this.""Delete them now or I will break your phone." I carefully extract myself from Timothy's arms, trying not to disturb him. "And possibly your face."Ethan pockets his phone with a laugh. "Violent. I like it. Timothy needs someone who can kick his ass.""I'm not here to kick his ass." I climb out of the bed, noting with relief that my back feels significantly better after a night of act

Penelope's POVThe Wintermoon brothers are waiting in the hallway when I finally leave Timothy's room to get coffee. All three of them—Kane leaning against the wall with deceptive casualness, Drake pacing like a caged animal, and Ryder sitting in one of the waiting room chairs looking bored.I consider turning around and going back to Timothy's room, but I need caffeine and a bathroom break. I'm not going to let three overgrown wolves intimidate me into hiding."Miss Hale." Kane straightens up when he sees me. "Can we talk?""About?" I don't stop walking toward the coffee machine at the end of the hall."About our sister," Kane says, falling into step beside me. "And your intentions regarding Timothy Blackthorn.""My intentions are keeping him alive." I punch the button for black coffee. "That's it.""Really?" Drake appears on my other side, boxing me in. "Because from where we're standing, it looks like you're trying to steal our sister's husband.""Your sister's husband rejected me

Timothy's POVI wake up to find Penelope asleep in the chair beside my bed. Her head is tilted at an angle that's going to give her a serious neck ache. One hand rests on the mattress near mine. Close but not touching.The afternoon light makes her hair glow. I've spent months avoiding looking at her directly. Telling myself she wasn't worth noticing, what a fucking idiot I was."You're staring." Penelope doesn't open her eyes."You're awake." I try to sit up straighter but the movement pulls at my IV."Hard to sleep with you breathing so loud." She opens her eyes and stretches. "You sound like a broken vacuum cleaner.""Romantic." I manage a weak smile. "Really setting the mood here.""Who said anything about romance?" Penelope stands up and checks the monitor beside my bed. "Your heart rate is elevated. Should I call Dr. Reeves?""It's elevated because you're close." The words come out before I can stop them. "Kael gets excited."Penelope's cheeks turn pink. She steps back from the

Timothy's POV "With what money?" Penelope laughs bitterly. "I'm a hockey player on a rookie contract and you're cut off from your family funds. We can't afford the kind of lawyers your father has." "Then we'll figure something else out," I say, refusing to give up. "There has to be a way." Penelope is quiet, and I watch her looking at the papers, then at me, then at the door the lawyers just left through. I can see her mind working. "There is a way," she says finally, her voice soft and careful. "They said it themselves." "What do you mean?" I don't like the look on her face. "If you and I complete the mate bond," Penelope says, meeting my eyes, "mark each other, then the divorce would have to happen. A completed mate bond overrides a legal marriage in wolf law." The idea hits me like lightning, and I realize she's absolutely right. Once we're fully bonded—marked and mated—the marriage to Sophia becomes void. Pack law supersedes human law when it comes to Moon Goddess bonds.