Novel & Cerita My Hockey Alpha Story

“Try, huh? That’s a start. Good enough for me.” We ate the rest of our meal in comfortable silence, chatting about trivial things—favorite childhood memories, worst college professors, strangest moments on the ice I realized how little I knew about him beneath the layers of alpha, protector, mate. And he didn’t know much about me either. Nothing special. “So,” I said, pushing the last bite of ice cream around my spoon with the thought "before the good old days" in my mind, “what was your childhood like before you became Blackpine’s alpha? Retro hockey, Dragonball, pack drama, you name it!"

He just wanted to get me. “Oh… I forgot,” he whispered. “It was because someone couldn’t control their temper.” He said, tapping his temple dramatically. “That damn temper.” My jaw tightened. I straightened up as I held the net tighter. “Can you stop?” I asked, forcing the words through my teeth. Sky flung his stick over his neck with a small smile on his face, totally ignoring my warning. “Come to think of it, nothing beats picking pucks with an Alpha. Don’t you think?!”

"We've got time. And I want to know. Need to know, really, if I'm going to understand what I am." He was quiet for a moment, his fingers still tracing those lazy patterns on my back. Then he sighed, and I felt it through his whole chest. "Like to you already know, an Alpha is the leader of a pack," he started. "The strongest wolf, usually, but not always. It's about dominance, yes, but also about responsibility. Protecting the pack, making decisions, keeping everyone safe." He paused. "My father is the Alpha of our pack. Has been for over thirty years."

Thought about how to say it accurately without saying more than was necessary. My father is the alpha of our pack,I typed. *He has been running it for over twenty years. He is not unreasonable but he is not patient either — not when it comes to threats against the pack. When he decides something is a threat, he acts on that decision.* I paused. *If I give him Ethan's name right now, before I know what Ethan actually knows and what he has told his father and what his father is — Ethan becomes a problem that my father solves in the way my father solves problems.* The dots appeared. *And that way is not good for Ethan.*

Ronan I hear the familiar shuffle of cleats and sneakers before the knock lands softly on the door. I already know who it is. My team. The Icewolves. To the world, we’re just a Division One hockey team, but only in the city… in this pack… I’m their Alpha. They come in, loud as ever, but their energy drops the second their eyes land on me. I’m slouched on the chair, stiff from three days of sleep. Still sore. Still trying to piece everything together.

"This is exactly where I'm supposed to be." And it is. Six months ago, I was a scared girl who apologized for taking up space. Now I'm the top scorer for a team that believes in me completely, surrounded by women who have become my sisters. I'm also someone who knows exactly what kind of man Alpha Blackthorn really is—and I plan to deal with him in my own way, in my own time. Mom's evidence sits safely locked away back home. Jonathan Miller's testimony, the financial records, all of it waiting for the right moment. But today isn't about exposing corruption. Today is about hockey.

"Chess, huh? So, what else do you like to do? Play any sports back at your old school?" My face felt heated. More heated than it already was due to the hot guy standing in front of me and this damn binder. "Sports? Oh, no, never really pursued any." Alec's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but Adrien chuckled, that effortless grin never fading. "Well, if you're looking to dive into the scene here, our hockey team's scouting this weekend. Might be worth a shot." Alec glared at Adrien briefly before turning to me, "Yeah, you should consider it. Take your time getting your side how you want, but please leave mine alone. I have a certain thing about... Order." Then, they were off without another wor

For my lack of a wolf? The humiliation I’d made out of myself at the game tonight? Alpha Rhys Jaeger is known as the “Mad Alpha”, mentally deranged Coach who keeps himself off the ice during the games but keeps his pack hockey players in check. While he stands beside Alpha Silas, he looks more calm than the rumors portrayed, towering over even Silas’s pure muscles and height of 6 '2. Everyone knows about him. Or… thinks they do. They say he doesn’t have control when he shifts. That he’d killed Alphas during games, that he doesn’t keep wives, but sex slaves and trophies.

“They already have. Look at her, brother. She belongs to the Seal now. And soon, she’ll belong to me.” Something inside me snapped. My wolf surged forward, seizing full control. Bones cracked, muscles tore, fur erupted across my skin. My roar became a howl that shook the chamber, primal and merciless. The elders staggered back, their chants faltering. I was no longer just Luther. I was the Alpha unchained, fury and love and bloodlust incarnate. I lunged, tearing through their defenses, their staffs shattering beneath my claws. Stone cracked, fire roared, the entire chamber trembling under my wrath.

Alberto jeered. Alberto had a story. He had once been an Alpha of a small pack across the border. They had been doing well—until they were attacked. He had been forced to sacrifice the woman he loved, their bond, and even their son to save himself. Now, he owed his life to the people he worked for. They had saved him, given him a second chance when he had given up. He was their first recruit for this mission and a vital part of their plan to take over.