Novel & Cerita My Hockey Alpha Free Online

The despondency of the city was starting to feel trapped and suppressed within my own chest. "You look unwell," Ronan said, his voice surprisingly soft. He didn't offer a gentlemanly hand—that wasn't our way—but he stood close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from his body. "I’m just tired, Alpha," I admitted. "It’s been a long moon." "The weekend is coming," Ronan said. "The hockey finals at the Alpha Stage Arena. I want you on the ice, Jack. Not as a doctor, but as a wolf. The pack needs to see that a Quinn can still lead the hunt."

Neon also realized her reaction was far too revealing, so she turned her face to the other side and huffed, “Don't think I care about you simply because I helped you. It'd be too much of a hassle if group 87 is reduced to two members due to your carelessness.” “N-neon. You're incredibly fast!” Miguel panted as he had only managed to reach Neon and Freya. He soon regained his breaths and turned to Freya with a frown, “Neon is right. No enemy is too strong for you to handle. Besides, this guy looks easy to take care of.” “Easy?” Freya rubbed the space between her eyebrows awkwardly, “This is Alpha Alexander of Blackwood Pack.” “Huh? An alpha? But it only took Neon one kick to get him down on h

He smiles at me, eyes soft and appealing. “I, Phoebe Bruce renounce my former pack MoonBlood and all its ties and swear allegiance to FireBricks Pack. I, hereby accept Alpha Hudson Carter as my Alpha and mate, to seal our bond and to love and cherish for eternity.” I blushed and tears filled my eyes, I flutter them as I fought against crying. Keke vigorously wags her tail, purring.

However, the healer was unsure of the phone numbers’ identities. A voice responded. The voice wasn’t a machine message. “Hello, Dominic? What’s wrong now?” The deep voice of a well-recognized male wolf. Ever since the secret existence of the supernatural condition broke. This voice belonged to Gregory Wolversen, Alpha of the Black River Pack and head of the Toronto Council of Alphas.

I scolded myself in my head and hurried away from the pack, taking short routes until I got to the main road. There was no car1lp to take me back to crescent blood pack and I walked for hours, getting back into the estate by dawn. By early morning, everyone had assembled at the food center for breakfast. “There will be a hockey game between the alpha team and the Beta team today!” The girls in the dorm all cooed, hurrying over to watch the game. I also followed after my meal, heading to the ice rink to see the game. The hockey stadium was a big one, surrounded by chairs for people like us to sit while we watched the performance on the ice rink.

“Alpha is sick.” *

Meera's POV I stared at my laptop screen until my eyes burned, reading the same paragraph over and over again like it might magically change if I blinked hard enough. Requirements for Exclusive Hockey Player Position - Royal Ashford Pack My heart had been racing when I first opened the email. This was it. The job I'd been dreaming about since I was fifteen years old, watching the Royal Ashford team destroy their opponents on the ice. Working for the leading royal werewolf family wasn't just a job—it was the job. The kind of position that would make everyone back home finally shut up about how I'd never amount to anything.

He added in a serious voice. My stomach turned. I was going to be late for my first class if he kept holding me up. He had been going on and on about how I needed to keep my grades up, threatening to pull me from the captain position on the hockey team so I could focus squarely on school. It was infuriating. I had already skipped a year of senior school when he insisted I go away for intense Alpha training when I turned eighteen last year. Now, I had to finish my senior year and graduate because my time would be gone once I took over the pack.

No, please goddess, no. I scrambled off the mattress so fast. The room was vast, my frantic gaze spotted the shelves. Dozens of hockey trophies. Gold and silver, lined up like the owner actually cared about showcasing his dominance. Right next to them were framed team photos of the Brutes—and standing dead center in every single one, wearing an arrogant smirk and a captain’s 'C' on his chest, was Ian Nightshade. My breath completely trapped itself in my lungs. I was in the Alpha line's private quarters. I was in his bed.

I needed to know her. Alpha drove through the checkpoint and made his was through the village making sure to drop spohie off at the house, with a quick hug and a wave good bye Sophie was gone. Alpha Jackson eyed me in the mirror then asked 'what did you hand Trinity?' 'My name and number' I answered With a hint of shame I explained to Alpha that at college, I realised I was interested in women as much as I was interested in men. This news seemed to ammuse the alpha. It almost seemed like it was turning him on.