All Chapters of Rejected By My Hockey Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Penelope's POVLiam starts showing up at my games after that first victory. Always in the front row, always with that supportive smile that makes something warm unfurl in my chest. Not the desperate, soul-deep ache I felt with Timothy, but something gentler. Tonight's game is against the University of Northern Lakes, and they're tough. Their captain is a brick wall of a Beta who's been trying to intimidate me since warm-ups. But I've learned to use my speed and agility against bigger opponents, darting around them like they're standing still.We win 3-2 in overtime, and I score the game winner on a wraparound that barely squeaks past their goalie."You were incredible out there," Liam says when I emerge from the locker room forty minutes later. He's waiting by the team exit with two cups of coffee from the campus shop."Thanks," I say, accepting the cup gratefully. The heat feels good against my cold fingers. "I didn't expect you to stick around this long.""Wouldn't miss it," he rep

Penelope's POVThe engagement announcement appears in the territorial newsletter on a Tuesday morning. I'm sitting in the campus coffee shop, reviewing game footage on my laptop when Isla plops down across from me with a folded paper in her hands."You need to see this," she says, her expression grim.I look up from the screen showing our power play formation. "What is it?""Just read it." She slides the newsletter across the small table.The headline makes my stomach drop: "Blackthorn Heir to Wed Wintermoon Alpha's Daughter." Below it is a photo that looks like it came from a magazine spread - Timothy in a perfectly tailored dark suit, standing beside the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.Sophia Wintermoon looks like she stepped out of a fairy tale. blonde hair that catches the light and eyes that seem to glow even in printed paper, and bone structure that looks so perfect. She's elegant in a way that makes me feel clumsy just looking at her.They look perfect together. Two gorgeo

Penelope's POV"We did it!" Isla shrieks, launching herself at me as the final buzzer sounds.The scoreboard shows 4-2, and we're officially heading to the territorial championships. The crowd goes wild, our teammates pile on top of each other, and I can barely breathe through the excitement."Undefeated season, baby!" Jake yells, ripping off his helmet.Coach Gray tries to look stern, but I catch him wiping his eyes. "All right, all right," he barks. "Settle down. We've got work to do before championships."But nobody's settling down. This is the first time in fifteen years that our team made it to territoriales. We're making history.Later, in the locker room, the celebration continues. Someone brought champagne that fizzes all over the floor. Music blasts from somebody's phone, and everyone's talking at once about the upcoming tournament."Three weeks to get ready," Isla says, sitting beside me on the bench. "Think you can actually win this thing?""Maybe," I say, still in disbelie

Penelope's POVMy phone rings at 12:47 AM, jolting me out of restless sleep. Mom's name flashes on the screen, and my heart immediately goes into panic mode. She never calls this late unless something's wrong."Mom?" I answer quickly, my voice hoarse from sleep. "What's happened?"The sound that comes through the phone makes my blood freeze. She's crying not just tears, but the kind of broken sobbing I haven't heard since the day i left Frostfang territory."Mom, you're scaring me," I say, sitting up in bed and gripping the phone tighter. "What's going on?""I should have told you years ago," she chokes out between ragged breaths. "I should have fought back, should have protected you from all of this.""Told me what?" My heart pounds against my ribs. "Mom, please, just breathe and tell me what's wrong."There's a long pause filled with shaky breathing. When she speaks again, her voice is different harder, angrier."Your father didn't steal those pack funds, Penelope," she says with bi

Timothy's POV "Very few nights of freedom left !" Ethan shouts over the pounding music, raising his beer bottle high. "In 1 week you become a married man!" The bachelor party is in full swing at Havoc, the most exclusive club in the city. Ethan went all out VIP section, premium liquor, and enough attractive she-wolves to stock a modeling agency. Everyone expects me to go out with a bang, to make my night of bachelorhood memorable. Instead, I feel like I'm watching someone else's life play out in front of me. "Timothy!" Jake stumbles over with a brunette hanging off his arm. "You need to loosen up, man. This is supposed to be fun!" I take another sip of whiskey and try to look like I'm enjoying myself. The music is too loud, the lights are too bright, and every woman who approaches me looks identical perfect hair, perfect makeup, perfect willingness to help me "celebrate." "Dance with me," a redhead purrs, sliding onto the couch beside me. She's gorgeous in that generic, club-rea