All Chapters of Moonlit ice, A wolf's fated mate : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

After strategizing my outfit with Zoey again, I march into my Photojournalism class ten minutes early to speak with Professor Sinclair.I take a moment just outside the door to give myself a quick pep talk before assuming my confident posture and walking into the room.“Ah, Leera! Perfect, perfect. I was hoping for a moment to speak with you,” she exclaims before I can even take in a breath.“Good morning, Professor. I wanted to talk to you about my assignment with the Predators, if you have a moment.”“No need, dear. Mr. Razboinic already called to let me know,” she says airily, like there’s really no way she knows how that day really went.“He did?” I ask with a small squeak in my voice.“Yes. He called to apologize for having to miss the interview with the group. He was asking if you could use your interview with the coach and follow up with an assignment for their opening game this week.”On one hand, he took care of all of this for me, but on the other WHAT THE HELL?Just as I’m

Walking through the large doors of the hockey arena again causes a slight panic when I recall the only other time I was ever here. Panic isn’t the only thing I feel, though. I don’t know how, but I swear I can feel him.It’s like this weird awareness and warmth. Like my body knows he is here and wants to find him. This is so weird. Am I excited to see him, or do I want to avoid him for as long as possible? I think to myself.I catch a glance of myself in the floor-to-ceiling glass walls and smile. Zoey has named herself not only my best friend but now also my fashion manager. She had a plan of action ready before I could even stress myself out with what to wear.The Mogadore Predators’ team colors are maroon, black, and white, which was awesome for me. The colors complement me perfectly.Zoey had my clothes all laid out on display for me when I got home to get ready for the game.“Have I told you lately how much I love you?” I ask, taking in the outfit that is the perfect combination

Coming back to consciousness to find Benny pacing around my bedroom, still in his gear, was unsettling to say the least. The twins were sitting in the corner actually quiet for once and I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t slightly terrifying. Andrei and Slate were locked in some kind of conversation.Was I really hit that hard? It looks like a wreck here.They haven’t realized I’m awake, but the grunt that slips through my lips as I try to sit up alerts them immediately.“Hey, hey, hey whoa there, Boss. You took a nasty hit. Slow down,” Benny says worriedly as he nears me.“I’m fine, Benny. Take your mother then act somewhere else,” I grumble, still trying to sit up. He doesn’t listen, of course. He quietly comes to my side and helps steady me.I still don’t understand how our fans think we’re human. The only humans who learn of supernatural beings are usually fated mates and are sworn to secrecy. It’s not that we want to remain hidden; it’s just how the world is. Humans are too easily u

Leera. My wolf and I seem to sigh in unison. It’s perfect. Fuck. She’s perfect. She’s so tiny, though. The top of her head lands between my chest and shoulders, forcing her to crane her neck to meet my eyes. Imogen wasn’t this small; she was only five or six inches shorter than me. Shit, I have to stop comparing them.“Good evening, Leera,” I say, lifting her petite hand to my lips for another gentle kiss.The red blush spreading across her face looks stunning against her silver hair and icy blue eyes.“Even though we’re starting over, I still want to apologize for your first impression of me. You took my… I mean me… by surprise.”She’s still blushing, but she lowers her chin again after nodding.“Leera, you never have to lower your eyes from me,” I say gently, pulling her back up so we’re making eye contact again. She will be my Luna, my equal, and I will bow before her before I ask her to bow to me.“Oh… okay,” she stammers. Where did my rambling little vixen go?“Are you okay? You

I’m not able to think anymore about it when a sweet little old lady comes in.“Hi, dearie. I’m Matilda—you can call me Tilly if you like. The healer is coming in now, but you just holler if you need anything,” she says as she scurries away.“Healer?” I have a question.I would say more if I could, but my body isn’t exactly listening to my instructions at the moment. Roman just grunts in response as another older woman comes in; this one isn’t as cute as Miss Tilly, though.“Well, hello there . . .” the woman says with a raised eyebrow as she looks at Roman.“Jeanine, this is Leera,” he says as they just stare at each other for a moment.“Well, let’s see what we can do about the strange feelings you’re having,” the woman—Jeanine—says.“Roman, can you set her down so I can take a look at her?”“Only if she wants to,” he turns his eyes on me. “Is that okay? I promise, I’ll be right here. She’s here to help.”I whimper and nod.He so carefully lowers me onto the softest bed I’ve ever laid