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Caught it. Stopped it. The First Alpha froze. “Impossible.” Rhett bared his fangs, silver dripping from his eyes like molten metal. “I’m not the one who’s dying today.” Alina’s body was halfway pulled into the void now—legs disappearing into darkness, arms shaking violently, eyes rolling back. “Rhett—” she whispered, her voice fading into the dark, “—don’t let me go—” Rhett grabbed her hand— —and the First Alpha’s enraged bellow shattered the world.

He looks like he bathes in milk and has never needed a toilet, his skin is so. “hey can you move we usually sit here” And he opened his mouth ladies and gentlemen. “you just had to ruin it .”I sigh and go back to my phone ignoring what he said. Male Alphas are the worst sometimes. “what?” he looks at his friends who are also handsome as fuck but in a different way than his they are clearly both Alphas too. I also take the time to take a quick look at them. The one on the right has messy curly hair that make him look like a golden retriever personified and is tall as fuck and the one on the left has long hair tied in a ponytail and has really full lips. He also looks like he doesn’t want to b

He was easy to spot—number seventeen, moving across the ice with a grace that seemed almost supernatural. The puck dropped, and the game exploded into action. I'd never been particularly interested in hockey before, but watching Ronan play was mesmerizing. He moved like water, fluid and powerful, anticipating plays before they happened. His hockey stick handled the puck with expert precision, passing to teammates, stealing from opponents, driving toward the goal with single-minded determination. "He's magnificent, isn't he?" the Alpha said beside me, pride evident in his voice. "Best player we've had in generations."

Another one waited in my pocket, just in case. Just in case, if you lose control, you’re dead. Publicly, this place was called the World Hockey Academy—a factory for champions, Olympians, prodigies. Cameras loved it. Sponsors poured money into it. Parents bragged about it. Privately, it was something else entirely. Alpha Academy. An institution built to break wolves and rebuild them stronger. A hierarchy carved in blood, sweat, and enchanted ice. The rink beneath my feet was warded to withstand supernatural force—so Alphas could hit harder, skate faster, and fight without restraint.

I continued, “they might not like me anymore, they would be scared of me and some won’t want me as their Alpha” “I am not angry you kept this from me”, she said softly. “I shouldn’t keep things from you, I know that now”. “But I didn’t before.” She intently examined my face. “Does Nick know?” she asked. “Yes”, “he has known for years”. “And he is fine with it?” she asked. “He knows it,” I uttered. “When we were younger he helped me manage it.” She nodded slowly, absorbing everything. “How do you even play hockey”? she asked suddenly, her eyebrows knotted. How do you follow the puck if everything you see is in black and white”? “How do you know where the players are?”

Everyone checked out identical to their original references. An Alpha command is a command that is the highest of its kind. When you are under Alpha command you cannot lie and must do or answer what is asked of you. It’s like a built-in lie detector that an Alpha uses to rule their pack. Drake also had not gathered any new intel from the High Moon Pack – the rogue pack “gone good” as I like to joke to myself. I am struggling to understand the concept; hence the delay in us signing a full alliance with Drake and the Blue Moon Pack.

“Besides, our little pup inside your belly is the one who is actually hungry for the fruits under the moon.” “The pup wants to watch the hockey match, not eat your whole bowl,” I say, and my boots take a small step closer to his large frame inside the Alpha’s Sky Den. “Come sit right here on my lap, honeybee,” Kael commands with that deep, warm alpha voice that always makes my she-wolf feel super safe and happy. “The Blackwood Territory team is skating out onto the white ice on the television screen right now, and my arms need to be wrapped tight around your waist before the first puck drops.”

There were so many interesting informations but my focus had been on pack politics and of course hockey. I found out something interesting, Alpha Killian was a hockey captain of the Frozen Blades. An all male hockey championship team.Finally, I found out something we have in common. I searched the whole internet for any information about Frozen Blades, there were enough articles about them, especially about their sexy stunning captain, i rolled my eyes at that. I am sure he was popular with the girls, that jerk! I was about switching off the internet when a notification popped up on the screen, a newsletter I had subscribed to,

The annual Intercollegiate Hockey Championship, hosted by my school, Willow-Hills High, had been a triumph from the moment it began. For the first time in our pack’s history, we’d clawed our way into the finals, a feat that filled me with pride. My boyfriend, Ryder Willson—son of the Pack’s Alpha and the fearless captain of our hockey team—had thrown a house party to celebrate our success, inviting elites from every school that had battled on the ice. The thought of it all made my chest swell with joy. That morning, I could hardly believe my luck. At twenty-one, I was just an ordinary Omega, yet here I was, mated to the Alpha’s son, standing in the most breathtaking room I’d ever laid eyes o

"Other teams still have unfinished dares, and Graham's is one of them. So in a week, you'll have to report to the host whether he actually kissed you or not." I sat with that for a second, and slowly it clicked. "Okay, so let me get this straight. I tell Graham we fake-date. If he gets my videos taken down, I cover for him at the next game night and tell the host we kissed. But wait...if he's not officially the hockey alpha right now, how does he even have the power to take the videos down?" Jody gave me a look. "You're such a freshman. He's still the alpha till it gets decided at the next game night, based on whether you confirm the kiss."