Todos los capítulos de Faking It With The Hockey Alpha: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

LEAH's POV.The last thing I remembered before the fall was the crowd in the arena stadium. The gasps that escaped my lips as I jerked on the ground. Pain spread quickly across my body. Not the kind that came from falling but this was everywhere. My bones and muscles. The back of my skull. Even my fingertips felt like they were on fire.I tried to open my eyes, but the world came in pieces—The white arena lights and a blur of faces. Then before I knew it, strong arms wrapped around me."Leah." I knew that voice. It was Hardin."Stay with me, Leah." Everything blurred around me and my senses felt heightened and overwhelmed. I could hear a million people speaking all at once but not what they were saying. I could hear howls of wolves in the forest. "Put me down." I tried to push Hardin away but even my hands couldn't cooperate. He only tightened his grip around my body and before I knew it, the cold wind grazed against my skin.I felt him lift me up in his arms as the arena disappear

HARDIN's POV.Blake was right. Veronica too.The thought hit me so hard I almost forgot to breathe. I stared at Leah standing in the middle of the forest, surrounded by flowers that hadn't been there thirty seconds ago but they were everywhere now. Vines that had curled around her boots and into the trunks of the trees. Tiny purple flowers that pushed through the cracks in the earth, blooming faster than my eyes could follow.And when I looked up, I saw it. The Blood Moon.It was no coincidence. None of this was. From the bite, to the nosebleeds. The nightmares she'd mentioned too and even the way her body had rejected a normal transformation.It was all because of the magic. The prophecy.But none of this made sense. How could Leah be the Hybrid when she was born of human parents? A hundred questions crossed my mind as I took a step back, trying to take it all in. I'd spent weeks trying to convince myself Blake had been lying. That Veronica had been chasing another old supernatural

LEAH's POV.There was a knock on the door and everyone froze.All our eyes turned over our shoulders and then Harden stood. Veronica reached for her knife. It was Soren who stepped forward."They're not wolves." I'd learned reading my mother's book that every wolf had a gift, a particular heightened sense that was like a perk and I realized that Soren's was his sense of smell.He could scent a threat from miles away and also, a non-threat.Veronica put down her knife and walked towards the door. There was another knock again. Three taps this time and when she pulled it open, I heard a familiar voice."Leah." It was Hazel. Surprisingly."How did you get—" I stopped when I saw Marcus was right beside her and it made sense. "Fair enough." He'd led her here. Being a member of the Pack meant they were all connected so they knew exactly where each other was at every point. "Where have you been?" Hazel ran straight to me, breathless with her hair tangled from the wind. It wasn't until afte

LEAH's POV.My mother's stories always started off the same way."Once upon a time..."She'd sit at the edge of my bed with the lamp turned low, brushing my hair away from my face while she told me her fantasy stories about magic and werewolves. Everything.Everything I once thought wasn't real. Hearing Hazel's words, I remembered one particular night when she told me a story, one she said would be the most important. But I was six years old then so I didn't understand. I was also tired and thought I was getting old for her fairy tales.But twelve years later, it all made sense. Her story about a witch and a Wolf. And a love that was never supposed to exist."Once upon a time, there was a girl named Anna." She tapped me awake when she noticed my eyes were closing. Up until I saw up. My mother's voice was soft and it was like I was replaying the memory in my head. "Anne was a witch.""You've told me this story before," I immediately said but Roxanne shook her head. "This one's differ

LEAH's POV.For a moment, I didn't move. No one did.I knew Hardin must've realized by now that it was Blake. Maybe the reason he didn't attack was that he had just taken down a dozen rogues to protect his Pack. A Pack that was once his.Slowly, he began to shift back and so did the rest of the Pack. I watched the looks on their faces as his bones shifted beneath the fur. My stomach tightened each second that passed.I really wanted to be wrong but then the wolf had disappeared into the man standing before the cabin. I was right. It was Blake. He straightened slowly and wiped the blood on his hands. Soren strutted forward with a jacket but Blake didn't mind. There was only a callous smile on his lips. Hardin was next to Elias and Veronica, both of whom held back a rage stronger than them but no one attacked. Yet. They were waiting for him to come at them first. But Blake was cunning, and he usually took his time. I couldn't help but wonder why he was here now until his eyes shot