My Hockey Alpha Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

“T-The alpha in this s-story, you, has s-spent his entire life, uhm. Being cold. Ruthless. It’s why y-you get targeted by—” “Wait, wait. How old is this alpha again?” “Uhm…same…” I clear my throat. “Same age. As us.” “Hah, nah.” Alex seems to finally lose his patience, leaning back as he crosses his arms. “Alphas are supposed to be reliable and trustworthy as leaders of the pack. This guy doesn’t sound reliable—he just sounds like a dick.” I hold back a snort, surprised by how put-off he sounds. I’d expect this if someone called a hockey puck a ball or something of that sort. But no, he seems genuinely frustrated by the story.

"A primary condition of that contract should have explicitly dictated that my alpha chassis retains the absolute right to deliver technical hockey lessons to your person until our collective units achieve a hundred winter seasons of age." His heart completely stalled out within his ribs. "What specific structural meaning is your voice projecting?" Finn dropped his massive frame down onto a single knee directly on the frozen surface of the ice sheet, his harsh facial lineaments undergoing a total, breathtaking softening. "Finn..." Val articulated, his voice choking completely on the syllables of the alpha's name.

I smiled. "What if I did?" He said, trying to be bold. "Even if you did... it would never work out." I blurted. He flinched at what I said and didn't talk anymore. I waited and waited but he didn't say a thing, even his friends didn't utter a word. "She's right, you know?" Misa unexpectedly said, making me look at her. "I'm sure you heard me say it before, you know... when you were eavesdropping. He's an alpha and not just any alpha, he's an elite among elite."

That secret will be the final nail in my coffin. “I've given you every advantage,” he continues, his voice cutting. “The best education, the best training, the position on the hockey team to build your reputation. And still you disappoint me.” “Father, I—” “I'm done making excuses for you,” he cuts me off, walking back to his desk. He plants his hands on the surface as he leans towards me. “You have until the next full moon to find your fated mate and claim her. If you fail, you will forfeit your position as future Alpha and your hockey career to Warren.”

Not after what happened to my mom. I head down to the game room, where Damon and Theo are waiting for me. They’ve been my ride-or-die since we were kids. We’re tight, the three of us, bonded by years of hockey, bad decisions, and loyalty. When I take over as Alpha of the Shadow Fang Pack, one of them is definitely going to be my Beta and the other my Gamma. It’s a no-brainer. “Yo, man! Where the hell have you been?” Theo hollers the moment I walk in.

"Alpha, I never intended to deceive you. It was crucial for me to protect myself and conceal the identity of my pack. The tragic truth is that most members of my pack were either slaughtered or managed to flee, while the rest were abducted by an Alpha whom I once regarded as a friend." Brock motions for me to proceed. I can’t decipher his expressions, which isn’t unusual - most Alphas are trained from birth to conceal their emotions, considering it a vulnerability. Before the Alpha can respond, I press on with my story. "This conversation we're having now feels like déjà vu. Centuries ago, I found myself in a similar position, speaking with an Alpha I once considered my closest friend. His p

Because leaving the hockey world was never truly leaving. Outside of it, something else waited, a pack that never stopped asking questions, a council that never stopped demanding answers and a future I had never agreed to. As Alpha, they all wanted the same thing from me, a mate, a bond, a continuation of bloodlines and politics and power I never asked for.

He might have Alpha blood, but he couldn’t use it on her against her mate. He leaned closer into her personal space again, making Alicia clutch at the door handle behind her. “Return to me before the engagement ceremony. Be mine. I’ll give you everything you deserve. I will give you a much better position. We’ll go back to how it used to be. I’ll be a much better choice for you.” “Screw you.” Alicia pushed against his chest, wanting nothing more to do with him. But her attempt was futile against an Alpha, a hockey player, the next Alpha King. She bounced off him like he was a wall.

Tanner told him. "No, I kept coming at you that day" "and I kept coming at you too" Tanner reminded him. "I was horrible, you are right, I am just like my father" Tanner grimaced as he went down to meet Rovak. "Hey, look at me" Rovak looked at him. "It was an accident, we are hockey players, accidents are normal. Besides, I am going to be alpha of my pack, one small accident won't keep me down"

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,