My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0699

Enzo

My eyes locked onto the enormous bear that was now thundering toward me, six-hundred pounds of snarling fury and dagger-length claws. The deafening roar that escaped the bear's throat almost seemed to shake the very stone beneath my paws.

Every instinct screamed to brace for impact as the grizzly charged at me.

"What the hell?" I thought to my wolf. "How—"

"Don't even question it," my wolf commanded. "Just don't get killed, dammit!"

My wolf was right; there was no time for speculation or awe. There was a wild beast hurtling toward me, reading to kill. Taking in a sharp breath, I lunged out of the way just before the bear collided with me. Up above, the vicious cries erupted from the crowd and caught my momentary attention.

"Rip his throat!"

"Flay the mongrel!"

I didn't know which one of us they were cheering for-me or the bear.

Nonetheless, I filtered out the madness of the crowd, my frenzied thoughts strategizing escape routes desperately feint left then sprint right for the gate, which was still open? No, I could never outpace this monster in this wide open

arena.

"Kill him! Kill him!" the crowd cheered menacingly.

sharp teeth. There was only one hope

roared through my soul at being cornered for bloodsport. If Mila wanted a gory show of dominance from

Then, I leaped with my fangs bared,

instinct hijacked any rational thought-no, I didn't

inch from fur as the bear

me across the blackened floor. Agonized gasps echoed from the

bear charged again instantly, his maw wide open and dripping with saliva.

flurry of claws and fangs, offense versus defense in a frenzy to simply survive.

crowd screeched. "Blood!

the black obsidian tiles, its metallic tang coating my muzzle until I could

from deep lacerations. My vision swam as the pain mounted beyond anything I had endured before even the

by the tireless beast intent on destroying me. And if I had any chance, even a flicker of a chance,

had to be the one who destroyed

piercing cries prodded at my overflowing fury: "Fight for me!" she cried out.

me. Before it could regain balance I seized

grizzly's choked bellows

I had survived the impossible clash. But at a devastating cost that was now carved into my soul forever. I had killed in the most primal, savage way

me had loved

the tiles warm and damp with blood now beneath my palms. What little strength I had was gone now; my wolf was spent. The cries of the crowd faded into a hum, into

I needed

to ripple, blurring until it became a bloodied naked man splayed out on the tiles. Of course this was no regular bear; he had been a shifter, just like me. There was a man under there, and

belief by my unwilling attacks. Hot revulsion bubbled

corners of them, although I didn't know what it was; but something in me roiled as I saw it, and