My Hockey Alpha Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

“It’s just gonna be very intense, very hot and very...wet. you know what I mean?” Alex cast a glance back towards the living room and swallowed. Alvin went on, his tone taking on a doctorly edge, “It might go on a bit longer than usual because he hasn’t had one in a while. Just remember that as his heat Alpha it’ll be your job to make sure he stays hydrated and satisfied.” Alex shook his head as his cousin sniggered on the other end of the line. “I’m—I’m I am his Alpha but he, he not going to let me do anything.”

He grabbed Marcus by the front of his hockey jersey and slammed him hard against the plastic barrier wall. The thick glass panels rattled as the two rivals began a brutal, bloody duel right on the edge of the ice rink. Holden completely rejected his hockey ambition, focusing entirely on tearing Marcus apart to keep the field clear for me. I did not stop to watch them fight. I broke into a frantic run, sliding and slipping across the wet ice toward the center of the rink. Alpha Richard watched the chaos in the stands, his face twisting into a furious snarl. He realized his shield of hostages was falling apart. He looked back down at me as I approached the wooden chair.

How do you protect someone only to murder them later? How are we supposed to know who she is? Who is the monster coming for her? Is it a man, a woman, or something even worse? I shake myself back to the present. The wolf growls louder. Then it charges. Pain explodes in my chest like someone punched me from the inside. I grab my shirt, gasping, but I don’t back down. Pain be damned. Wolf or not. I have Alpha blood. And Alphas don’t run like chickens.

Here were Alphas who had accomplished so much, fought ten times as many battles and overcame a thousand times as many obstacles. And here I was, a college hockey player with a ragtag group of friends as my pack and a tiny island town to protect from rogues. “Ah, Enzo,” one of the Alphas, a man named Cerys, said as we approached. “How nice to see you again. We were just talking about you.” “Nice to see you too, Cerys,” I said with a polite nod. “I hope you’re enjoying the party.” One of the other Alphas, a burly man named Lucian with a grizzled beard, turned to Matt and eyed him up and down for a moment. “And who is your friend?” he asked, glancing at me.

"There isn't much time." "Time for what?" His expression remained unreadable. "My mother won't stop until she's convinced this engagement is real." He opened his door before looking back at me.."So until this contract comes to an end..." My breath caught. I had spent years trying to survive in the world of hockey, now I was expected to survive in an entirely different world. One that belonged to Alphas, ome where eve ry mistake would be noticed and somehow... I had the feeling that learning how to become Ryan Carter's future Luna would be far more difficult than learning how to play hockey.

Knox's POV For a heartbeat, my blood runs cold, disbelief locking me in place as I stay frozen. Then pure boiling rage blasts through me. My fingers curl into tight fists until my nails bite my palms. Adrian Voss! The captain of the Bluefang team, my hockey rival. I didn't know he was from the Blue Crest Pack. All I know about him is that he is the future Alpha of his pack. “It's Adrian,” I finally whisper to Maverick.

I closed my eyes, as I let the warm water caress my flawless skin soothingly, giving me the best feelings ever, and it felt so good. My name is Alpha Jack, the alpha of moon stone pack. My pack is the third biggest in the whole of Europe, and also successful, with wealth and connections across the country. I'm a nice and charming guy, but can be very dangerous, I love making friends, but humans sucks me, I hate them like crazy, they're too weak for my liking. Did I forgot to tell you? I'm kinda flirty. At the age of twenty five, I still haven't found my mate, but trust me, I don't care, coz I don't give a shit about it. Since no one is here to keep me company, I decided to start school, not

In the world of Alphas, where egos often clashed, we had managed to maintain a steadfast bond that transcended any obstacle. I couldn’t help but reflect on Alex’s journey after his parents were killed during a rogue attack when we were just sixteen. Stepping up as Alpha amid tragedy, he faced numerous challenges, including his uncle’s opposition. He managed to rebuild his pack from the ground up, staying true to his ideals. Together with Sean and me, he founded a successful company and took over his late father’s other ventures. Beneath his smile lay the pain of his past, hidden from most.

It doesn't matter how many years pass. Perpetrators have strong imprints on their victims. And sure enough, my senses don’t lie, Reid Maddox steps out. Paxon Pack royalty, my personal fucking hell. I swear the concrete trembles beneath his feet. My brain fries trying to process what the hell is happening. Why the two Alphas from rival packs, and rival hockey teams are standing right here, together, waiting like this is some kind of casual airport pickup. Royalty. Both of them. Huge, tall, arrogant dicks, too handsome for the eyes.