All Chapters of Rebounding With The Alpha Hockey Star: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

WillowI must be dreaming.In my dreams, I am floating in black clouds. The earth rumbles. In between, I would hear the insistent mumbling of strange voices. It goes on for a long time. My shoulders start to jerk. I can’t seem to control my body. The voices grow louder. “Wake up!” Someone hisses sharply and my eyes fly open. The first thing I notice are a pair of ocean blue. It’s the blonde haired man from earlier. Just like that, it all comes rushing back to me. The drugging. The basement. A werewolf breaking through the ground. Rowan’s betrayal. My belly constricts painfully. I try to double over but I find out that I can’t. My chest and stomach are being held in place by a series of chains. The heaviness of the metal prevents movement. “I wouldn’t try wolfing out if I were you,” he speaks, voice laced with amusement. “The chains have been laced with a mixture of magic and wolfsbane. If you try to shift, you would end up hurting yourself.” As he talks, I take a quick look a

VioletIt is bad enough getting dumped by the guy you are in love with. But when you find out that your best friend is missing, mere hours after your breakup? Well, that is a more elevated kind of hurt.The last time I saw Willow, she was getting into her car, struggling to hide her hurt behind a wry smile. I helped her get ready for her outing. I picked out her dress and her jewelry. About the jewelry, the thought of it rubs me off the wrong way. I don’t know why but thinking about it makes me uneasy. Which is crazy. I picked it out of her jewelry box, so why does it feel like I’ve forgotten something important?Aiden calls my name, returning my focus to the conversation at hand. We are still on the phone. I’m still crying my eyes out. “You’re sure you saw Rowan?” he asks. “I’m sorry to be asking you these questions, while you’re so emotional but I need to know everything, Violet. Where did you meet him? What did you two talk about?”Is he seriously trying to poke at my still fre

WillowI am finally being moved upstairs. Turns out my holding cell isn’t a warehouse but a storage unit connected to a much larger mansion.I haven’t seen Garrett Smith since he physically assaulted my face. Gideon is the one who comes back to announce that I am being moved upstairs.I do not ask questions. I remain quiet and do as I’m asked, trusting that my family will find me soon.In the mansion, we pass through a series of double doors before we come to the grand staircase. I don’t know who lives here but they’ve got to be pretty important. A house like this must be worth over half a billion.Not that I know a lot about real estate. I just have an inkling of the worth of this great big house, gleaming with gold fixtures.I climb up the stairs, following Gideon’s lead. There are two extra guards behind me and I can feel their beady eyes leering at my back view. Whatever they are thinking, it makes me shudder.No. They aren’t going to do anything sexually abusive to me. From what

AidenThe longer I sit with the fact that Willow is missing, the bigger my guilt grows. I had fought with her. Made her cry. Ignored her for days, all because of some stupid audio file.To think that I had wasted all of those precious days staying away from her. Now, I would give anything just to have her back. To hold her. To get on my knees and apologize for being such a moron.Vincent’s crew gets to the flat almost the same time as me and my group. The flat is empty. Everything is way too clean. Whoever used to live here, it’s no doubt that they’d left in a hurry. “We need to contact the landlord and get the name of the former inhabitants of this space.” Vincent leaves for the doorway, no doubt to talk to the neighbours.Ginny calls out to him. “What if they already got to him and wiped his memory? I mean, there’s a reason why we can’t deduce their identities, even though we’re here.”“Only one way to find out.” He leaves. “Hey.” Ginny approaches me; lowers her voice to a whisp

Aiden“I’m coming with you.” I step in front of Cary, wanting him to see exactly how serious I am.“No.” Cary growls. He’s taken his jacket off. His hair is messier than I’ve ever seen it. “You’re not coming.”“I know what that fucker said, but it doesn’t matter.That’s my girlfriend. I’m coming.”“If Aiden is coming, then I’m coming too,” Ginny quips. Violet, who has finally decided to get her shit together, adds. “They are right, Mr Thompson. Going alone is suicide. We have to come with you.”“Excuse me, sir.” Vincent is the most distraught of all of us. I guess it’s different for him. He was tasked with ensuring the Thompson heir’s safety and he failed at that. I can see how that would be torturing the shit out of him. “These three are right. You can’t go alone.”“You heard Horace.” Cary clutches the bridge of his nose, his face contorting in pain. “If I don’t go alone, he’s going to kill her.”“Horace is a piece of shit,” Vincent spits the words out with all the venom he can muste