My Hockey Alpha Story Novels & Stories

“You gave a nice speech, Alpha Ricky. I have to admit that myself but the truth is, you’re wrong about everything—well, nearly everything.” “You’ve been lying to me for the past hour, why should I believe anything else that comes out of your mouth?” I said. “Believe it or not, we’re not trying to take over your pack or your region. And it’s time I stop the games and get on with this meeting.” The Alpha said. “What games?” I asked, suddenly alert. “Alpha Ricky, my name is Alpha Benjamin and please, allow me to introduce my beautiful fiancée, Shannon Hirthe.”

Leilah asked. "I will tell you." He answered and kept the book aside. "How can you tell us the story when your book is laying happily on the table?" Leilah asked. "Because I will make a new story right now, should I tell you?" He replied. "Sure we will love to." Alpha Jake said. "Once upon a time, there lived a very handsome yet very cold looking Alpha, do you know his name? His name is called Alpha Jake, and he met with a princess from another pack in a princess ball ceremony." Adrian replied.

When I edged closer, the Alpha bottom shuffled go to the bed, still clutching Zhen like a wolve teddy bear in one hand, when he panted. “I know I said that you’re the monster,” the Alpha snarled, “but by my hide, the whole ironic hiding in a wardrobe statement was a bit much.” I snorted. “Trash talk, I get it. Did they teach that in your how to be a perfect Alpha lessons?” The Alpha flinched. “I’m a Wolve Winner, not a monster.” The Alpha stared down at the branded WCH on his hand. I’d expected to hate that but yet a possessive thrill coiled through me at my mark on him. “So, you’re Siobhanny and Daniel’s daughter…?”

I called, “let’s talk.” He opened the door halfway, towel around his neck, hair still damp. “You sound serious.” “I am.” He let me in and sat on the edge of his bed, looking at me expectantly. So I did what I had done with Danny, I laid the entire truth bare. Every detail. Every piece of the story. I didn’t hide anything. By the time I finished, Manny’s eyes were wide with something between shock and excitement. “So… you’re actually the Alpha of a forgotten pack?” he asked.

KAEL THORNRIDGE POV “The text from your mouth bites my pride hard, Rowan,” my deep alpha voice growls straight into the phone speaker. “It stings that your tongue is so willing to throw that executive data back on my head so fast after my own system shared the truth with your she-wolf, but the metric represents fair play under the moon, and so my soul takes the hit. My mind admits the hockey plan wasn't just about his shadow, but yes, his character represents a massive part of the media push. But the supreme dominion board elders won't keep my title in this supreme alpha position if my work doesn't provide massive winning results on the ice.”

I kept my balance, my steel blades carving a sharp arc into the ice as I turned to chase the play into the corner. The game turned dirty within the first five minutes. It was not normal hockey. The Boston players were not chasing the puck; they were chasing the honey scent. Every time I went near the boards to battle for a loose rubber disk, two or three opposing Alphas would crowd into my space. They did not try to lift my stick. They aimed their gloved hands high, their forearms pushing hard against my chin, trying to scrape their gear across my neck gland to disrupt the permanent mark.

“I don’t know if telling you anything will be in our best interests since as I’ve stated before this is a family matter” “Look, my son. ..he is very close to your niece. He is worried and I don’t know if he won’t come there to find out what’s happening which we both know will just cause more problems for both our packs. So please just tell us what’s happening”I’ve never heard my mom beg someone before but I’m glad this is the time she does it. “The Alphas we’re leaving for their dorms earlier when their cars were ambushed and. . .one of them was taken”

Something that said: No one is touching her. Not tonight. Not ever. We walked through the bushes to a small clearing where some of the pack members lived. We burst out of the bushes. And the world was on fire. Torches everywhere. Shouting. Running. People push each other. Smoke rising like it wanted to touch the moon. And right in the middle of the chaos— He stood there. The Alpha. Wrapped in white bandages from jaw to forehead. No eyes. No expression. Just rage dripping out of him like poison.

And yet, here was Sebastian, the future Alpha, asking me for help in one of the most important aspects of his life. “Because right now, this makes no sense.” He turned to face me, his expression guarded. “My dad wants me to stop playing hockey. He thinks hockey is a distraction.” I frowned. “That’s what this is about? Hockey?” “No,” he said quickly. "I missed out on some Alpha trainings for my hockey game. My dad wasn’t happy about it, and my mom... well, she begged him to let me keep playing. But my dad said the only way I can stay on the team is if I find my fated mate within two weeks"