All Chapters of My Hockey Alpha Deadly Secret : Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Ember's POVI did not sleep.I lay in the bed with Mira at my feet and the lamp off and I was awake for all of it. Not the restless turning kind — the still, wakeful, entirely present kind. The kind where the body has decided that sleep is not what is needed right now and has made that decision firmly.A sister.The word kept arriving fresh every time I thought I had absorbed it. Not dramatically, not with the weight of something that required an immediate reaction. Just present. Sitting there in the dark of the guest room like something that had always been true and was only now being said out loud.I had a sister.In another world.Who was coming to find me.I held the ceiling in the dark and thought about a woman named Adaeze in a garden in a yellow dress laughing at something outside the frame. I thought about a father who had never said her name. I thought about a family on the other side of a world I had not known existed, with a gap in the shape of a person that was my exact si

Knox's POVSomething was off.He had been feeling it since breakfast. Not a specific thing he could point to and name — more the wolf sense of it, the specific peripheral awareness of something moving in a direction he had not authorized and could not quite locate.Ember was asking questions.That was not unusual — Ember always asked questions, it was one of the things he had known about her since early in the semester. But these questions had a specific quality to them. The Lycan world at breakfast, unprompted. The way she had held his gaze when he said who told you. The deflection to the book at the training ground, which he had accepted because he had no specific reason not to and because she had given him a version that was internally consistent.But the feeling remained.Someone was giving her information.Not Knox. Not Marcus — Marcus would have told Knox if he had decided to brief Ember on the Lycan world directly. Lauren knew enough to know the Lycan world was not a casual con

Ember's POV "James," I said. Knox held my gaze. "James has been more truthful with me than you have," I said. "That is the honest answer to your question and I am giving it to you because you asked for it directly." Something moved through Knox's expression. "James is your trainer," he said. "Yes," I said. "He is here to run the training program," he said. "The senses, the filtering, the physical work. That is what Marcus brought him here for and that is what he is supposed to be doing." "He is also the most informed person in this house about what I am," I said. "And he has been answering my questions honestly." "He is not your information source," Knox said. His voice had acquired an edge. "He is not the person who decides what you know about the Lycan world or your origin or any of it. That is—" "You?" I said. He held my gaze. "You were going to say that is your decision," I said. "When I am ready. When the timing is right." I held his gaze steadily. "Knox, I

Ember's POV James stepped forward. "Selena," he said. "Welcome." She looked at him with the specific recognition of someone who had met a person before and was placing them correctly. "James," she said. "It has been three months." "Three months," he agreed. "A great deal has happened in three months." "I can see that," she said. She looked at me briefly. Then at Knox behind me. Then back at James. "You have done good work." "The work is ongoing," James said. "She is further along than I expected." "I am standing here," I said. "Yes," James said. "You are." The not-quite-smile. Knox had not moved from his position behind me and to the left. I was aware of him the way I was aware of things with the wolf senses now — his breathing, the specific quality of his stillness, which was not the settled kind. James looked at Selena. "You will need somewhere to stay," he said. "While you are here. I have a property nearby — separate from this one, private. You are welcome to it for as

Ember's POVThe fight started in the car.Not immediately — Knox drove for three minutes in the specific silence of someone who had too much to say and was choosing the order of it. Then he said it."You need to go home," he said.I looked at him."To your father's house," he said. "When your father comes back. You cannot stay here indefinitely and let Selena and James fill your head with things that—""Fill my head," I said."That is what is happening," he said. "You came here because you needed somewhere to be. That is done. Your situation at home is going to resolve when your father returns and you need to be there when it does.""You want me to leave," I said."I want you to go back to your life," he said. "Your actual life. Not a version of it that is being constructed by James and a person who stepped through a portal twenty-four hours ago and is already asking to take you to another world.""Selena is my sister," I said."Selena is someone who arrived with an agenda," he said.