Craved By The Cursed Hockey Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

IAN**“What do you mean it’s missing?”The anger and aura boiling off me was enough to rattle the glass bottles on Dr. Hera’s shelves. She flinched but held her ground—credit to her, most people would’ve backed up by now.“I’m telling you, I gathered everything myself.”Three months’ supply. Gone.Uncle Crane and I had spent months planning this. The wolvesbane I needed to suppress Fenris since I’d be away from my pack’s infirmary. “This doesn’t make sense.” Hera was shaking her head, her dark brows drawn together. “Nobody has access to that cabinet except you, me, and Elder Crane. The lock wasn’t forced. There’s no sign of forced—”The dread was settling into my bones now. Because this wasn’t a simple theft.Nobody in this pack would dare steal from my cabinet.Unless they knew what I was. A defective Alpha. A ticking bomb.Did someone find out?“Who came in here today?” I growled.“Nobody.” She answered a fraction of a second too fast, her eyes darting to the side before she caug

ELARAIt caught him squarely in the ribs. Ian let out a grunt, his grip faltering just enough for us both to lose our balance. We went down hard in a chaotic crash of limbs.The breath was knocked completely out of me as I hit the dirt.Suddenly, I was flat on my back, pinned under two hundred pounds of pure, muscle-bound Alpha. His arm was still locked like an iron bar around my waist. His head was buried right in the crook of my neck, his broad chest crushing mine, his long, heavy legs bracketing mine so tightly against the ground that I couldn't even bend my knees.“WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” I shrieked, writhing frantically beneath him, pushing at his massive, rock-hard shoulders. “GET OFF!”Silence.The sickening bone-snapping had completely stopped. The erratic, violent rattling of his ribcage began to slow down.Ian seemed to realize it at the exact same time I did.His head lifted slowly from my neck, just enough for his eyes to meet mine. The gold flaring was gone. His grey eye

Elara**I collected the keys from the admin office without incident. A actual, honest-to-goddess miracle. The lady behind the desk looked like she’d been sucking on lemons all morning, but she processed the paperwork without comment and handed over the keys without even glancing up.I was practically skipping on the way back down the corridor. My fresh start was officially happening!CRASH.A shoulder like a solid slab of concrete slammed violently into mine.I stumbled backward, barely catching myself from doing a embarrassing backflip. The key flew out of my hands, scattering across the floor."Watch where you’re walking, SilverCrest trash."I groaned, crouching down to grab the cards and key, and looked up. Way, way up.The guy towering over me was built like a monster truck. Broad, muscular, and wearing a permanent sneer that made his ugly face look even worse.Alpha Reynolds. Future Alpha of IronFang. "Is it common for SilverCrest weaklings to be completely blind?" he snarled,

Elara**“You leave!” I yelled right back into his chest.“If you dare stay here tonight—” He took another step forward, closing the distance until I could feel the scalding heat radiating off his skin. The towel shifted precariously at his waist, and I threw my eyes up toward the ceiling so fast I nearly gave myself whiplash. “—don’t fucking blame me for whatever happens to you.”The dark, gravelly way he said whatever happens made a sickening prickle run down my spine. My pulse spiked, my brain instantly generating a horror-movie list of worst-case scenarios.“I wouldn’t stay here if you paid me!” I seethed, taking a fast step backward toward the door. “Enjoy your room, psycho!”I spun on my heel and slammed the door behind me.My righteous fury lasted for approximately forty-five seconds down the silent corridor.Then, reality hit me like a bucket of ice water.I retraced my steps back to the main building, desperately searching the floor near the corner where Mr. Hulk had shoulde

Elara**His jaws found Jeremy’s jacket.With a savage snarl, the black wolf ripped it off my shoulders in a single, violent tear. Those golden eyes stared at my bare throat. I could feel the excitement rolling off him. Thick.Primal.Sharp canines nuzzled my neck.“I—IAN!” I strangled out, my eyes clenched shut. A pained growl ripped through the wolf’s throat. Then dark furs melted back into flushed skin. The massive wolf collapsed, folding in on itself until a naked, shivering body hit the freezing mud.I spun, fully intending to escape this nightmare.“Don’t.” Ian commanded. “What?” I stammered, my whole body shaking.“If you run—” A bone in his shoulder popped sickeningly. “—he’ll hunt you, break your pretty little legs, and claim you right here in the dirt.Cold air rushed into my lungs, but it felt like ice.“I’m not your mate! Why would your wolf want me?”“Do I look like I fucking know?!” A snarl tore through his throat, shaking his whole bare chest. “Do you think I want