All Chapters of FAKING IT WITH MY HOCKEY ALPHA (alpha Rhett’s Redemption : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The forest felt alive with menace. Every crack of a branch, every rustle of leaves, made Alina’s pulse hammer in her ears. The shadows were circling now, more than before, their red eyes reflecting in the frost like liquid fire.Rhett’s grip on her hand was tight, grounding, but not enough to silence the trembling that ran through her body.“We need to split them,” he growled. “They’ll follow me if I create a distraction, you get out.”Alina shook her head, panic flaring. “I’m not leaving you!”His silver eyes softened, just for a moment. “And I won’t let you die, not for a second. But if they catch both of us…” His jaw tightened. “…we’re done.”Alina’s mark pulsed violently, and she realized it wasn’t just a mark—it was a link. She could feel his fear, his adrenaline, the cold anger simmering under his skin. It terrified her, but it also gave her courage.“I’ll follow you,” she whispered. “We do it together.”Rhett nodded, a flicker of pride crossing his face. He sprinted toward the

Rhett didn’t remember shifting.One moment he was running on two feet——The next, he was a massive, silver-coated wolf tearing through the forest like a storm unleashed.Trees snapped under his weight. Frost shattered beneath his paws. He followed her scent—warm, terrified, fading. His heart slammed against his ribs with each breath.Alina. Alina. Alina.Her name pounded through his skull like a war drum.But beneath it—something else pulsed.A whisper.A growl.A dark, ancient echo threading through his mind.Mine.Mine.Bring her to me.Rhett snarled, shaking his head violently to silence it. The bond was reacting—overreacting. Twisting. Something was wrong with her. Something Livia had done.He smelled blood.His vision snapped into focus as the rogue sentries guarding Livia’s hideout came into view.Two wolves lunged. Rhett didn’t slow.He hit the first one so hard its body flew into a tree. The second slammed into his shoulder, but Rhett spun, jaws locking around its throat, lift

Rhett’s world collapsed into darkness.No sound.No heartbeat.No breath.Just the cold.Alina stood over him, her hand still buried in his chest, fingers brushing his unmoving heart. Her hair hung around her face like a curtain of shadows. Her eyes glowed that unnatural, horrific red that did not belong to her.The entity inside her sighed with satisfaction.“Pathetic. The great Alpha Blackwood—just a boy pretending to be a monster.”It squeezed.Rhett’s body twitched involuntarily.Somewhere distant—somewhere buried—his wolf clawed at the edges of oblivion, snarling, fighting to drag him back to life.Get up.Get. Up.GET UP.But his body wouldn’t respond.He was drifting.Falling.Losing.Alina blinked.A tremor ran through her.“Rhett…”Her real voice.Raw. Desperate. Painfully small.The entity hissed inside her skull.Do not speak his name.Alina’s hand shook violently, her fingers loosening their grip on Rhett’s heart.“No,” she whispered. “I— I didn’t mean— I don’t want to hur

Silence.Not peaceful silence.The kind that feels like a mouth closing around you.Alina hit something solid—cold, wet stone—but the impact made no sound. Her breath echoed strangely, as if the air didn’t know how to carry it. She pushed herself upright, palms slipping on dark liquid she didn’t want to identify.A thin mist curled across the ground, pulsing faintly with red veins of light.Her heart hammered.“Rhett…?”Her voice dissolved into the void like it was being swallowed whole.No answer.Not even an echo.She was alone.A whisper brushed her ear.Not a voice.A memory sharpened into sound.You are not alone.Alina spun around—nothing.Only shifting shadow.Her pulse raced.“Show yourself,” she whispered, even though fear tightened her throat. “If you want me dead, then stop hiding.”A low, dark chuckle rolled through the void.Dead?My dear vessel…Death is too small a fate for you.The shadows rippled—retracting like curtains loading away from a stage.And a shape towered

The void did not open.It detonated.A shockwave of white fire ripped outward as the rupture split wide enough for something to crawl through—something shaped like Rhett, but not entirely him.Not anymore.Alina’s breath hitched.“Rhett…?”He stepped through the fractured void wall like a creature made of broken starlight.His body flickered—wolf, man, light, shadow—fighting itself with every movement.His bones glowed through torn flesh.His skin split in glowing cracks as if his spirit was too big for his body.His eyes…They weren’t silver.They were empty white.Burning.Drowning.Starved.The First Alpha recoiled.Recoiled.The creature who had possessed gods and slaughtered empires took a step back.“No,” the First Alpha whispered, voice trembling. “That is not possible. Your body cannot contain that power.”Rhett didn’t answer.His gaze was locked on one thing—one person—one anchor:Alina.Bound to the monolith.Bleeding.Barely conscious.The entity clawing inside her mind l