All Chapters of Rebounding With The Alpha Hockey Star: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Willow“It’s time for lunch,” Sarah Jones announces. “Come Willow. You can meet the Asians while we have lunch.”One thing I come to realize about the Asian faction is their identical tattoos. A werewolf head, wrapped around a full moon. It’s etched on their wrists and it’s supposed to be a representation of their Asian werewolf heritage. They are even more snobby upfront. Upon meeting me, they have already decided that I am beneath them. Not even the mention of my father manages to impress their lot. I’m getting bored of hearing the elitists brag and compete against one another. As it by miraculous design, I catch sight of Rowan across the room. Lunch is already over. Everyone is mingling over wine and cigars. Sarah Jones is getting ready to go on stage to give her speech. I excuse myself from my lunch companions and make my way across the room. “Rowan. Hi!” I hug him with one arm. “Boy, am I glad to see you.”“What’s wrong? You already bored of the crème de la crème of the p

AidenThe sounds of my bones cracking fills the training room. My muscles expand, shifting to accommodate the pressure of my wolf skin. My spine bends at an unnatural angle. I roar, as the rest of it happens. Elongated jawline, decorated with large canines, dripping spittle onto the hard ground. A low growl vibrates across my body, as I stare down at my opponent. His wolf is much smaller but I am not under any illusion that this won’t be a worthy opponent. Scott wouldn’t pit me against him if he doesn’t believe this to be a fair match. The goal is for me to make him yield. Or bring him to the brink of death, if he doesn’t.“There are no rules,” Scott calls from the sidelines, arms folded across a massive chest. “You will fight dirty and you will use every resource at your disposal. Begin.”I make the first move, charging towards my opponent at a massive speed that shakes the ground beneath my feet.***“That was a good practice,” Scott commends me. “You were great out there.”“En

Willow“Shut the fuck up!” the blonde yells, marching towards me. Rowan blocks his path. “What are you going to do? Strike her? That’s boring. A better way to knock her out is if you let me go back to feeding on her blood. Trust me when I say she’ll be out in no time.”“Rowan,” I call his name, flinching when he turns around and meets my eye. “Are you really Rowan? You’re not right? You must be a clone. Where is the real Rowan? What did you do to him?”“What makes you think I’m a clone?” He smiles. Drops down to his knees in front of me. I hold my breath, trying not to react as he reaches for my bangs. His nails are rough and they scrap across my forehead. “There’s a silencing charm surrounding this room. You can yell all you want but no one is coming to save you.”“Are you Rowan?” I scream, fed up with the mind fuckery. “Tell me the truth, right now.”“So, it still hasn’t clicked in for you? Wow, Willow. You really are dumber than you look. Honestly, if I knew how dumb you are, I w

VioletI have been getting a bad vibe all day. Nothing I’ve done has been able to take my mind off it. I know Rowan doesn’t like it when I show up without prior notice. But I am hoping he would make an exception this time. I really need to see him. Need to lose myself in those crimson eyes. I have been craving that little exercise of ours, where he would feed from my veins, bring me to the brink of death, feed me his blood, hence replenishing my system. I will admit that when we started, it used to freak me out. But now, I am used to it. I crave it even.The front door opens and Rowan appears in front of me. His features are sharper than I last remember. His eyes—they hold no trace of warmth as they stare at me. “Oh my gods. What happened?” I cross the threshold, reaching for him. My hands grab his face, pulling him close. “Violet,” he says my name with that same amount of coldness. “Take your hands off me.”Is he serious? I scoff. “What’s going on? Are you okay? I came here bec

AidenSarah Jones fills me in on everything she knows. Apparently, she and Willow had spent the majority of the afternoon together. They only separated when she went on stage to give her speech. And then, she fainted soon after. “It makes no sense how a room full of werewolves would be drugged without anyone being any the wiser.” I narrow my eyes at Vincent. “Not even you.”“You think I drank at a college party?” he scowls at me. “No I didn’t. All I took was a few sips of water.”“So, you’re saying the culprit not only drugged the alcohol but the water as well?”The more I think about it, the more unnerved I feel. I return my focus to Sarah, who’s dabbing at her eyes with a customized handkerchief. “Sarah. Can I have a look at the event list? Catering. Servers. Guest list. Everything. I need to see it all.”“The lycan guards have it,” Vincent tells me. “But don’t worry. I already requested for it. They’ll hand them over once they finish making copies.”Our meeting is cut short by th