All Chapters of To Kill My ALPHA MATE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

RileyI didn’t sleep.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the photo again. The notes. The cold, methodical breakdown of my life written neatly in the margins.Practice times. Class schedules. My routines. My injuries. My weaknesses.I’d stared at that piece of paper for hours after finding it, turning it over like it might suddenly explain itself. Like the words would rearrange into something harmless.They never did.By four in the morning, I was still awake, lying on my back, phone lighting the ceiling in a dull blue haze.I replayed everything about Fantine. Every conversation. Every look. Every touch.Looking for the moment I should’ve realized something was wrong.At first, she’d been scared of me. She’d avoided me. Flinched when the bond snapped into place. Slapped me after our first kiss.I’d told myself she was overwhelmed. That she just needed time.But what if she’d been scared for a different reason?And then came the shift. The warmth, the sudden closeness. Showing up to pr

RileySomething was different.I noticed it the moment she walked into the rink.Fantine didn’t usually hover.She watched, yes. She observed in a measured way. Careful with every word and every glance like she was always calculating something behind those pretty eyes. But today……she was warmer. Softer. Like sunlight melting ice.And it unsettled me more than it should have.My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin.Mate.“I know,” I muttered under my breath, tightening my grip on my hockey stick as I skated another lap across the ice.Coach Rufus blew the whistle. “Porter! Focus!”“I am,” I called back, even though my eyes betrayed me immediately, drifting toward the bleachers.She was there.Watching me.Not with her usual polite, professional interest as the PR manager. No. Today she leaned forward slightly, elbows on her knees, her gaze locked on me in a way that made my chest tighten. When our eyes met, she smiled.And damn it, it wasn’t forced.It was gentle.Suspicion prickle

FantineThe stadium the next day was louder than usual.Not just loud, alive.The kind of energy that vibrated through the air and into your bones the moment you stepped inside. The seats were packed, the crowd buzzing with anticipation, and the sound of skates cutting into ice echoed sharply even before the game properly began.I should have blended into the background.Instead, the moment the team stepped onto the ice, my eyes found him instantly.Like something in me was drawn to him before my mind could even pretend otherwise.Riley.Focused. Controlled. Sharp in a way that made him look almost untouchable. His posture was straight, his movements precise, his attention locked entirely on the game.And yet—The second his gaze swept across the stands and landed on me, something in his expression softened.It was subtle. Quick. But I saw it.And my traitorous heart skipped.Ava perked up immediately, practically preening.The game started fast.Hard passes. Rough plays. Sudden turns

FantineThe first rule of investigation was simple.Never get emotionally involved with the target.Unfortunately, that was a rule I had been breaking more and more each day.I stared at the files spread across my desk, the faint glow of my laptop illuminating the room as night deepened outside my window. The campus was quiet now, most students asleep or distracted, but my mind was sharper than ever.Or at least, that was how it was supposed to be.On my screen were financial records I had spent hours quietly accessing through back channels and encrypted databases. Names, transactions, accounts, and transfers scrolled in endless lines of data that would have bored anyone else.But to me, they spoke.And what they were saying about Marcus was… interesting.Very interesting.I leaned back slightly, crossing my arms as I reviewed the numbers again, just to be certain I wasn’t jumping to conclusions.Marcus had been embezzling money.Not in large, reckless amounts.No, that would have bee

FantineThe quiet after everything today felt like I could finally breathe. Ava was still buzzing from the run with Riley, tail flicking, ears perked, paws padding softly as she circled me. She owned this space. In a way, she owned me too."You're happy," I murmured, kneeling to scratch behind her ears. She yipped and leaned into me, warm and solid. The bond pulsed between us, steady, ecstatic, making my chest tighten with pride and that familiar dread.Ava had played with Riley's wolf during our run and I could feel her joy radiating through everything. She was satisfied. At peace. And weirdly, that made me feel safer too. Like maybe if Ava was calm, if the wolves were good, I could handle the mess in my human heart.But peace never lasts.I settled onto the couch with my laptop and tea, realizing how close Riley had come to figuring everything out. The suspicion in his eyes during the run, it was subtle but sharp, it had tightened something between us. He didn't say it directly. No