All Chapters of My Ex's Brother Is the Hockey Alpha : Chapter 131 - Chapter 135

Clinton's POV After watching Catherine disappear down the road, I sit inside my car for a long time with both hands gripping the steering wheel so hard my knuckles start hurting. Black keeps pacing inside my head, restless and angry, throwing the same thought at me over and over again.Go after her.As if I don't already want to.Every instinct inside me is screaming to track her down, drag her somewhere safe, and keep her there until all this madness passes, but that isn't how Catherine works. The second she feels cornered, she runs harder. I know her. I know the way her mind works when she's hurt. Push too much and she shuts down completely.Still, watching her walk away from me feels wrong in a way I can't explain.The empty passenger seat beside me makes my chest ache.I start the engine before I lose my mind completely and drive straight to the mansion. The road passes in a blur under the headlights while Richard's face keeps flashing through my head without warning. One second

Clinton's POV I move closer to him, staring at the way his shoulders seem heavier than they did a few minutes ago. The room suddenly feels smaller, too quiet except for the sound of his breathing.“What do you mean we're doomed?”He drags a hand over his face and leans back in the chair. For a moment, he says nothing.“A prophecy came right after you were born.”My stomach tightens.I already hate where this is going.Black shifts uneasily inside me.“It said your first mate...” His voice trails off.I wait.Something cold crawls slowly down my spine.“What about her?”His eyes finally meet mine. “The prophecy says she'll be the little witch.”I close my eyes for a second and rub the back of my neck, already exhausted. Every day, something new appears from nowhere just to make this whole thing worse.“Does she know about the prophecy?”He nods immediately.I don't even need to say my stepmother's name. We both already know who I'm talking about.Black shifts uneasily inside me.She m

Catherine's POV I close my eyes because I can't watch them tear him apart any longer.The sounds alone are enough.Growls. Flesh ripping. Bodies slamming against the ground hard enough to shake the dirt beneath my feet.Then another growl rises behind me.Low.Close.My eyes open slowly.And my heart nearly stops.Two wolves stand a few feet away from me, one to my left and the other to my right. Their eyes stay fixed on me without blinking, huge bodies tense beneath dark fur stained with blood that probably doesn't belong to them alone.I try to move.Nothing happens.My legs feel frozen in place.For one stupid second, I actually think maybe if I stay still enough, they won't attack me, but then one takes a slow step forward and I realize how ridiculous that thought is.These things kill people.I've seen it with my own eyes tonight.I turn back toward Clinton before panic completely takes over me.He's still fighting.Still trying.But the longer I watch, the clearer it becomes th