How I Met My Mates のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 9

I must have lost my mind.That was the only logical explanation for why I was currently sitting in the back of a sleek, black SUV with heavily tinted windows, speeding away from the Icefang pack lands I had called home for eighteen agonizing years. The fabric of my emerald dress was still damp from the tears I’d wept in the woods. My chest still throbbed with the raw, bleeding phantom pain of Ryker’s shattered mate bond.And yet, here I was—sitting directly across from the most dangerously beautiful guy I had ever laid eyes on.Dominic Garcia didn’t just project power; he wore it like a second skin. He was a senior at Blackwood Academy, our rival school, and the captain of the Blackwood Reapers—the brutal, undefeated hockey team that had been war-declared against Ryker’s Silverfang Predators for generations. Sitting there, his broad shoulders stretching the fabric of his tailored black shirt, his silver eyes tracking my every breath, my inner wolf stirred. It was a dark, trembling r

Dominic’s thumb froze against my bottom lip. The heavy warmth in his silver eyes evaporated in a split second, replaced by a cold, hard mask of sheer disbelief."You’ve got to be kidding me, right?" his voice was flat, dangerously quiet. He stared down at me as if waiting for me to laugh, to tell him it was all a sick joke.I shook my head, desperately clutching the velvet throw tighter around my shivering body. "I'm not kidding. I can't do this, Dominic. I want to go home. The deal is over.""The deal is over?" He scoffed, stepping back. The sudden loss of his body heat made me cold. He dragged a hand through his dark hair, a bitter, dark chuckle escaping his throat. "We haven't even started, Elara. Don’t you want revenge? Don't you want to watch Ryker crawl on his knees after what he did to you tonight?""I don't know!" I cried, the tears finally spilling over my lashes, hot and stinging. "I’m confused! He’s my fated mate, Dominic. The pain in my chest... it feels like I'm dying. I

The roar of the crowd outside the locker room walls was a deafening, rhythmic vibration that shook the very concrete beneath my sneakers. The Blackwood Reapers had just skate-shuffled down the tunnel for a quick intermission, but the atmosphere inside the away-team locker room was far from celebratory. It was thick with the copper scent of fresh blood, toxic testosterone, and a suffocating wall of Alpha pressure.I stood tucked away in the corner near the equipment trunks, still wrapped in the oversized black-and-silver Reapers hoodie Dominic had shoved into my hands before the puck dropped."Sit down, Vance!" Dominic’s voice didn't just command; it shattered the air. He ripped his helmet off, his dark hair plastered to his forehead with sweat, his silver eyes flashing a dangerous, luminescent white.Across the room, Asher slammed his goalie blocker against the metal benches, a rare, terrifying snarl ripping from his throat. The lazy, teasing smirk he usually wore at school was compl

The final period was delayed. The arena was a powder keg, the air thick with the suffocating scent of aggressive Alpha auras clashing across the ice. Down the hall, the muffled shouting of Icefang officials arguing with the league executives echoed off the concrete walls.I stood in the cramped medical bay, my back pressed against the cold wall. Kaelen remained stationed at the door like a silent gargoyle of pure muscle, his dark eyes never leaving the corridor. Dominic and the twins had gone back out to the tunnel to deal with the refs, leaving me with Asher, who was currently leaning back on the examination table, his breathing finally leveling out under the soothing residue of our freshly ignited mate bond.Suddenly, a frantic commotion outside made Kaelen straighten. His hand dropped instinctively to his side, his posture shifting into a lethal, defensive stance."Let me through! I need to see her!"My heart stumbled. Chloe?"Let her in, Kaelen," I called out, my voice tight.Ka