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.

grimaced, my upper lip curling back to reveal a row of sharp teeth. There was only one hope of survival now: I

cornered for bloodsport. If Mila wanted a gory show of dominance from her 'chosen mate', then...

rolled smoothly as the grizzly lunged at me, narrowly evading the kill-swipe of its enormous claws. Then, I

my panicked instinct hijacked any rational thought-no, I didn't want to kill. This

snapped shut an inch from fur as the bear whirled away with

with my shoulder, hurling me across the blackened floor. Agonized gasps echoed

instantly, his maw wide open

an endless flurry of claws and fangs, offense versus defense in a frenzy to simply survive. My strikes were fueled only by frantic desperation while animalistic bellows assaulted me from all

screeched. "Blood! Bathe the floors

got what they wanted; blood soon slicked the black obsidian tiles, its metallic tang coating my

now gushing what felt like rivers of blood from deep lacerations. My vision

on destroying me. And if I had any chance, even a flicker of a chance,

had to be the one

chaos, Mila's piercing cries prodded at my overflowing fury: "Fight for me!" she cried out. "Prove your

letting its enormous momentum carry it skidding past me. Before it could regain balance I seized its exposed

my jaws. I felt its sinew shred between my canines. The grizzly's choked bellows rang out, matching

released the broken neck and staggered backwards, half-blinded by sweat and gore. Heaving raggedly, I knew I had survived the impossible clash. But at a devastating cost that was now carved into my soul forever. I had

part of me had

human form and fell to my knees, 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

I needed to

before me began 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

belief by my unwilling attacks. Hot revulsion bubbled up in my

oozed from the corners of them, although I didn't know what it was; but something in me roiled as I saw it, and suddenly, recognition washed over