Alle Kapitel von FALLING FOR THE HOCKEY PLAYER (WHILE OVERSIZED): Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

Ella's POV"Good morning, honey."My mom's voice pulled me out of sleep. I opened my eyes slow. The morning light was coming through my window. And my mom was sitting on the edge of my bed with clothes in her hands."Good morning, Mom," I said, stretching my arms over my head."You need to start preparing for school. You'll be late."I rubbed my eyes and sat up. Then I saw the clothes in her lap. A black top. Some jeans. Nothing special. But the way she was holding them, like they were important."What are those clothes for?" I asked.She smiled. That same smile from last night. The one that made my stomach flip."You'll find out later. Just go take your bath. Then you'll find out soon."I wanted to ask more questions. But she had that look. The one that said she wasn't going to say anything else until I did what she said.So I got up. Went to the bathroom. Brushed my teeth. Took my bath. The water was hot and it woke me up all the way. But my mind was still spinning. What was she pla

Ella's POVI expected everyone to laugh.That's what always happened. Sara said something mean, and people laughed. It was like clockwork. Her words, their laughter, my shame. The same pattern for years.But this time, no one laughed."Isn't it funny?" Sara asked again. Her voice was louder now. Sharp. "Will he survive it?"Still nothing.People were looking at me and Damon. Not at Sara. Not laughing. Just watching. Their eyes were on us. Not minding what crazy Sara was saying with her friends.Damon was still holding my hand. I could feel his palm against mine. Warm. Familiar. The same hand that used to hold mine in the storage room. In the dark. Where no one could see."Good morning," he said."Good morning," I said back.I looked at him. Really looked. He was tired. Dark circles under his eyes. His hair was messier than usual. Like he hadn't been sleeping.Then I noticed he was still holding my hand. I pulled away. Fast."You shouldn't have helped. I got it."That was a lie. I didn

Ella's POVSara walked to my desk. Stood right in front of me. I held my breath, waiting. I thought she would say something mean. Something that would make everyone laugh like always. The words were already forming in my head before she even opened her mouth. I was ready for the hit.But it didn't come.She just stood there. Looked at me. Then she sat down in the empty desk beside me.My heart stopped. She never sat beside me. Never. Not once in all these years. Why now? What was she doing?Class started. The teacher was talking. But I couldn't focus. Sara was right there. So close I could smell her perfume. Sweet. Too sweet. It made my stomach turn.I can perceive evil from her, my wolf said.I almost laughed out loud. "Really? Is that even possible to perceive?" I thought back at her. I wasn't taking her seriously. Evil? Come on. Sara was mean. Cruel even. But evil?Yes. Every wolf has an ability. And this is one of ours.I paused. This was the first time I was hearing this. Every w

Kael's POVI could feel it. The pull inside her. That part of Ella that wanted to go with Damon.My wolf stirred. Angry. Restless. But I held him back. Because I could feel something else too. That want wasn't coming from a place of liking Damon. It was something deeper. Something I couldn't name.She was confused. Lost. Stuck between what her heart wanted and what her head was telling her. I could feel the war going on inside her. Every thought. Every doubt. Every piece of her pulling in different directions.She didn't know what she wanted.But I knew what I wanted. I wanted her to be happy. Even if that meant letting her go."You can go sit with him," I said. My voice came out calm. Steady. "I'll be fine."She looked at me. Her eyes were wide. Confused. "What?""Go." I smiled. The smile was fake. I knew it was fake. She probably knew too. But I needed her to believe it was okay. Needed her to make the choice that felt right for her.Her face changed. Something clicked behind her ey

Damon's POVI grew up watching my dad thank the gods for the beautiful wife he married. Every day, it seemed like. And to be honest, my mom is beautiful. Her size is just like Ella's. Curvy. Full. The kind of shape that makes people look twice.Most times when we went out together, I saw grown men staring at her. Some of them even approached her. Right in front of my dad. I hated it when I was younger. But as I got older, I understood. I started liking girls with that kind of shape. Curvy. Some people might call it oversized, but damn. Not to me.I like Ella. My wolf likes her. But he never claim her as his mate. I've read some books about wolves who don't have mates. They call them neutral. They fit anywhere. I think that's what I am. Neutral.I really meant good for Ella. When I asked her out, I meant it. But I found it hard to tell my friends. Because of how Sara Moon made them see her. Every day, Sara made Ella a joke. A target. And my friends laughed along. If I told them I was d