All Chapters of To Kill My ALPHA MATE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Fantine's POV I flashed Coach Rufus my best smile, the one I’d practiced in the mirror for years until it could melt steel. He, like most men, didn’t stand a chance. A little eye contact, a tilt of the head, and a faint trace of innocent confusion… and bam. Cupid’s arrow, straight through the chest.It was too easy.He cleared his throat like he’d just remembered I was a professional hire, not a centerfold model, and turned briskly toward the hallway.“Follow me. I’ll introduce you to the team.”“Of course,” I said sweetly, falling into step just behind him, the sound of my heels echoing off the polished corridor.Inside, I was practically humming with energy. Not nerves, excitement. This was my first official solo mission. No older sisters hovering at my shoulder, no “training exercises” under Father’s watchful eye. Just me. After years of tagging along on their assignments or being told to “sit this one out,” I had finally convinced him I was ready.It had taken weeks of arguments,

Fantine's POV “You don’t seem to be all that adverse to my touch anymore, Miss Lennox. Are you… perhaps warming up to me?”Riley ’s smirk brushed against my lips. His voice was low, intimate, too confident.It hit me like a bucket of ice water.I shoved him hard. “Get off me!”“What?” His brows furrowed, confusion flashing in those blue eyes.“I said get. Off. Me.” My voice cut sharper this time.He stepped back, hands lifted. “What’s wrong? Afraid your body wants mine?”Before I thought it through, my hand flew and cracked across his cheek. The sound was sharp enough to make my own ears ring.His eyes went wide as his hands went to his face. “What the hell?”I didn’t stay to explain. “Sorry,” I muttered, though I wasn’t, and pushed past him.The moment I stepped out of the bar, I gulped down fresh air like I’d been drowning. The night was cool, carrying the faint scent of pine from the woods beyond campus.I still felt his mouth on mine. My skin burned where his hands had been. My w

Fantine I jumped into my car and slammed the door behind me, my heart still pounding against my ribs while Riley’s laugh rang in my ears and the image of that towel hitting the floor was still making my cheeks flush with a warmth that wouldn’t pass. I fumbled for my phone and called the secure line Mira had created, waiting through the static until her voice finally came through, calm as ever. “You’re late for the check-in, Fantine,” Mira said and in the background I could hear the faint tapping of keys, most likely while she was glancing at maps or bank statements. “I was delayed at the gym, the team is a lot to handle and Riley Porter is even worse than what Father described,” I said trying to keep the quiver out of my voice because I didn’t want her to realize how much he really got under my skin. “Did you get close to him Yet? Mira asked, her voice turning into that serious sisterly caution I always got when she thought I wasn't getting my work done. “I’m close enough,” I sa

Fantine I stood back behind the dormitory door as Riley’s truck pulled away and went the opposite direction, but I didn’t have time to wonder why he was bailing on his father’s meeting as my phone vibrated with a text from Coach Rufus instructing me to make my way to the equipment loading zone in ten minutes. I rushed down the stairs and across the wet grass, and when I got there, the raw diesel fumes and the booming voices of the players as they launched giant duffel bags into the belly of a colossal tour bus filled the air. "Lennox, over here!" Coach Rufus yelled, waving a clipboard at me from the vicinity of the bus' door and he looked even more stressed than usual as he checked names off his list. "I'm here, Coach what’s going on? I thought the away game was next week," I gasped as I tried to catch my breath, looking for any sign of Riley or the woman he had met. “The timetable changed due to some problems on the border at the Rogue Territory, so the league bumped the game to

RileyThe bus moved along the gravel for another mile until Coach Rufus found a small clearing where he could safely pull over to check the damage to the front axle, and the moment the doors opened, I grabbed Fantine’s hand and led her down the steps because the air inside was stuffy with the scent of terrified teenagers. I could feel her hand trembling in mine, she was looking down at the ground with her shoulders hunched up, and I figured she was still stuck in the horror of the fight, so I pulled her toward the edge of the road, where we could be alone. "Hey, it's okay now, we're safe and those guys are long gone, so you can stop shaking because I won't let anything touch you out here," I said, rubbing my thumb over her knuckles while the adrenaline from the fight was still making my blood sing.She didn't look up at me, her breath was coming out in short, ragged bursts, but if I had been paying closer attention, I might have noticed that her eyes weren't wet with tears, they were