All Chapters of Craved By The Cursed Hockey Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ELARA**“Your boyfriend is going to cheat on you!”Kirsten yelled it through the blaring speakers. I snatched my hand out of hers so fast you’d think she burned me.“You said palm reading would help my anxiety! That was the whole point, Kirsten. Now you’re—” I gestured between us. “—building a panic attack from scratch!”Ignoring my glare, she shrugged. “I’m just telling you what it says. A special person in your life is going to betray you. And we both know Nate is the only special person you’ve got.”I took a rapid sip of my drink. The alcohol didn’t help. Her words had already spiked up my nerves. “Nate would never do that. He’s the most loyal man alive. If loyalty was a disease he’d be terminal.”“You really love him, huh? Like, love love?” She rolled her eyes, flipping her strawberry blonde hair over one shoulder. Everything about Kirsten was loud—her laugh, her opinions, her looks. She was tall and golden, built like the goddess had taken her time on the sculpting. High cheekb

ELARA * * “Cat got the Mute’s tongue?” I spun but still couldn’t see him. “Show yourself,” I snapped. A low chuckle followed. “Giving me orders? That’s cute.” He stepped out from between the trees. Even in the dark I knew that build. Tall. Broad. Muscular to intimidate. His grey eyes sliced through shadow like they ran on their own power source. Ian Nightshade. The girl-moaning, door-slamming, either-get-in-or-fuck-off Ian Nightshade. “Well, Mute?” He raised an eyebrow. “Any words to defend yourself?” I was completely fucked. If there was one person in this world who loathed my existence the most, it was Ian Nightshade. He was one of the people who made sure I never felt welcome inside the packhouse. We had six years of hate-filled history between us and nothing had changed. My mother was the pack healer. One of the best the SilverCrest had ever had, or so Elder Crane liked to say when he’d had enough wine to get sentimental. I used to grow up as a normal child until

ELARA * * ELARA * * Three years. My vision swam violently. Three years in that freezing, mold-covered cell? In the pitch black? With the rats and the dampness? I would completely lose my mind. I would literally die down there. “If I may.” The interruption came from Elder Crane Nightshade. He was the previous Alpha’s brother—Ian’s uncle. He was an older man with kind, silver-ringed eyes and a gentle demeanor. He’d doted on me since I was a little girl, standing as one of the very few people in this godforsaken packhouse who ever treated me like a human being instead of an abomination. After my mom vanished, he was the closest thing to family I had left. His gaze dropped from my pale face to the heavy iron collar weighing down my neck, and his face tightened with disapproval. “Let’s look at this from all angles,” Elder Crane suggested softly. “We all know a true traitor with malicious intent is entirely different from a heartbroken young girl who ran into the wo

ELARA * * The twins. Of course they were here to make things ten times worse. The universe always kept a rigid schedule for ruining my life, and those two always managed to show up right on time. Zane was leaning heavily against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest. He was wearing gray sweatpants and a t-shirt, looking like he’d literally just rolled out of bed and couldn’t be bothered to properly dress for the occasion of destroying whatever sanity I had left. Rhys stood right behind his shoulder, yawning widely and scratching the back of his head like the entire world was boring him and I was the main culprit. “Some of us are actually trying to sleep,” Zane surveyed the absolute wreckage of my room—the scattered clothes, the overturned drawers—his expression held mild interest, like he was mentally flipping through boring cable channels. “So. What’s all the commotion about that I can’t even get a good rest?” His eyes located me once again. I was knee