Novel & Cerita My Hockey Alpha Story

Aurel As the only Omega in an all-Alpha hockey team, the best thing to do is keep my shit together around the others. But I got lucky, I presented as a recessive. Still pathetic for a man, considering you don’t always find a male Omega, let alone a recessive one. Well, I don’t give a rat’s ass about that, as long as I don’t have to kiss my dream of becoming a hockey star goodbye. Not even my family knows their first son they believe is an Alpha is actually the exact opposite. I couldn't break my sick mother's heart with such bullshit.

Alphas did not beg. But I was not an alpha. I was an omega who had spent her whole life being told she was not enough, and hockey was the only thing that had ever made her feel like she was, and I would kneel in front of a thousand alphas if it meant I could stay on the ice.

To any wolf's nose, I would register as a bland, unremarkable male. I stepped out of the bathroom, and Marla nodded approvingly. "You make a convincing young man. Where will you go now?" "Alpha Academy," I replied, tucking my remaining cash into my pocket. "To register for the ice hockey tournament." "Bold," she remarked. "Or foolish." "Both, probably." I managed a thin smile. "Thank you for your help." Two hours later, I stood before the imposing gates of Alpha Academy, the premier training ground for male wolves across three territories. No one would think to look for Antalya Andrews here, in this bastion of masculine pride and power.

the dark-haired boy said. Suddenly, all of them were throwing insults at me, seeming to get closer and closer. Just then, the doors to the stadium swung open, and a tall figure with ruffled dark hair and piercing blue eyes stepped inside. His presence alone shut everyone up as all attention shifted towards him, including mine. Even though I had only been here for two months, I had heard of him countless times. It was Lucas, one of the few Alphas in our school. The captain of the ice hockey team and the notorious playboy of the school.

“He had a promise to make up to you, you saved his life. That’s not small, alphas don’t take promises lightly.” “No way, you think he’s not going to accept that. Not after… after everything.” “Girl, I already messed up,” she continued. “What am I supposed to tell him? ‘Hey, remember when you promised me something before I made you go dark?’ He’d laugh in my face.” “No, he won’t,” I said firmly. “Promises are a big deal to Alphas, especially when it involves life debts. He can’t just walk away from it, that’s not how it works.”

Their golden eyes glowed in the darkness, reflecting my every move. I stood inside the circle of ancient runes, their pale light creeping over my skin. A reminder that anyone standing in this circle—even an Alpha—had to strip away his pride. Here, the law wasn’t mine. The law was only theirs. Eldric’s staff, belonging to the oldest Elder, struck the stone floor. The thud echoed, shaking the chamber. “Kaelan Viero,” his voice was low, raspy, yet filled with power. “The Alpha of Nightbane who chose hockey over his pack’s blood. At last, you return.”

“And now… I’m coming for you.” The walls collapse. The ground splits. The entire fortress begins to crumble under Rhett’s awakened Alpha aura. Alina screams— Rhett turns— And a massive shadow rises behind her, forming the shape of a monstrous wolf with glowing red eyes. The First Alpha. Fully awakened. And it speaks through a voice that shakes the earth: “You are too late, boy.” Darkness swallows the room.

Victory is theirs. Reporters and fans swarm the players, shouting questions, cameras flashing, but Rhett and his teammates rush off toward the locker room before they can be cornered. ~Rhett~ Hockey has never been my dream. Sure, I’m passionate about the sport and I enjoy playing it, and with my werewolf abilities, it’s always been easy to stand out, to earn the reputation I have today. But my real dream, the only dream that matters is to guide my pack, to become the Alpha I was born to be. That’s why I’m here.

I don't know what you're talking about- "I'm the son of an alpha and a white wolf. Don't play dumb with me Jane. I heard everything," his eyes cast down to the hundred dollar bill peeking out of her pocket. She swallowed again and let out a fake laugh. " I was only playing with her- "Let's leave the games for children," Axel interrupts coldly. Jane immediately snapped her mouth shut and the room drowns in silence for a bit before Axel orders her to give me back the money.

I say, pointing to the bag, “hopefully.” Tyler grins and says, “Dude, you’re either brave or stupid, because the hockey team here is like royalty, half the school looks up to them, and the other half keeps their distance.” My stomach twists, and I ask, “Keeps their distance?” “Not literally, mostly,” he says, laughing at my face, “they’re not bad guys, but they’re all alphas or future alphas from big packs, with their own hierarchy thing us humans don’t really get, and they’re crazy good at hockey, like scary good.”