Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fake Dating The Alpha Hockey Player : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Kaidora's POV I should leave.Every instinct I have is screaming at me to get up and walk away before Warren reaches me, but my legs won't move. It's like I'm frozen, watching him stride through the arena exit with the confidence of someone who's never been told no.“You should probably run,” Marcus says beside me, though he doesn't sound like he's joking.“I don't run from hockey players.” I try to joke, but it doesn't sound funny. “You might want to make an exception for this one.” He stands, tension rolling off him. “Warren's not like Zane. He doesn't play by the rules.”Before I can respond, Warren appears at the end of our row. Up close, he's even more imposing than he looked on the ice. Same height as Zane, same athletic build, but where Zane's presence feels controlled and calculated, Warren's feels wild, dangerous, and unpredictable.“Marcus.” Warren's voice is smooth, almost friendly. “Mind giving us a minute?”“Actually, I do mind.” Marcus crosses his arms. “Zane asked me

Kaidora's POV I make it back to my dorm without any more confrontation, which feels like a small miracle. The moment I close the door behind me, I lean against it and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. The house is empty, Amber is probably still at dinner or the library. It's a good thing because I need time to think without her worried eyes tracking my every move, but I can't shake off the guilt gnawing at my heart. She'd got angry this afternoon and I know I have to make things up to her when she returns. A sigh slips from my lips as Warren's words echo in my head. He said there's something different about me, like he suspects what I'm hiding. How much does he suspect? How long does his suspicions turn to certainty? I move to my locked cabinet and check the contents. All my bottles are still there, undisturbed, but paranoia creeps in anyway. What if someone breaks in while I'm in class? What if Amber gets curious and picks the lock behind me?Or what if Warren decid

Kaidora's POV The drive to Zane's apartment feels both too long and not long enough.I sit in the passenger seat, hands clasped in my lap to keep them from trembling, watching the familiar campus buildings give way to off-campus housing. Each mile takes me further from the safety of anonymity and deeper into this lie I'm living.Zane doesn't try to fill the silence, and I'm grateful. I don't think I could manage small talk right now. Not when my mind is racing with a thousand what-ifs.What if he expects me to act like his girlfriend when we're alone?What if I can't keep up the pretense 24/7?What if living together makes him realize how wrong this all is?And worse— what if it makes me forget why I hate him?Because that's the terrifying part. Every time he touches me, every time those grey eyes meet mine, I feel something I shouldn't. Something that has no place existing between a human girl and the werewolf who's blackmailing her.“You okay?” Zane's voice breaks through my spiral

Kaidora's POV I wake to the smell of coffee.For a disorienting moment, I forget where I am. This isn't my dorm room. The bed is too comfortable, the sheets too soft, the space too quiet without Amber's soft snoring.Then it all comes rushing back. Zane's apartment. Moving in. Living with a werewolf.The clock on the nightstand reads 6:47 am. Early, but not obscenely so. Through the door, I hear the faint sounds of movement in the kitchen— cabinet doors opening, the clink of a mug.Zane is making coffee. The domesticity of it makes my stomach flip.I should stay in my room. Wait until he leaves for his morning run or class or wherever future Alphas go at seven in the morning. Avoid the awkward first-morning-after-moving-in conversation.But my bladder has other plans, and I desperately need to reapply my scent masking before anyone else is around.I grab my bottles from my bag— still not unpacked, like keeping them hidden will somehow make this less real— and slip into my bathroom.

Zane's POV I'm halfway through Advanced Pack Leadership when my phone buzzes in my pocket.Marcus: Warren's sniffing around. We need to talk, after your class.Shit!I knew Warren wouldn't let this go. The moment I claimed Kaidora publicly, I put a target on both our backs. Warren doesn't just want to beat me, he wants to destroy me. And if he thinks Kaidora is my weakness, he'll exploit it.The problem is, he's right.She is my weakness. And I can't figure out if it's because Darko is convinced she's our mate, or because there's something about her that makes me want to protect her regardless of what my wolf thinks.Either way, it's dangerous.Professor Chen drones on about succession laws and territorial rights, but I'm not listening. I'm thinking about this morning. About Kaidora standing in my kitchen in an oversized t-shirt and sleep shorts, her blonde hair messy, looking so human and vulnerable it made my chest ache.About the way she took my hand in the parking lot, even thoug