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.

reveal a row of sharp teeth.

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

at me, narrowly evading the kill-swipe of its enormous claws. Then, I leaped with my fangs bared, aiming to grapple the bear's

I didn't want to

shut an inch from fur as the bear

the blackened floor. Agonized gasps echoed from

instantly, his maw wide open and

flurry of claws and fangs, offense versus defense in a frenzy to simply survive. My strikes were fueled only by frantic desperation

the crowd screeched. "Blood! Bathe the floors in

soon slicked the black obsidian tiles, its metallic tang coating my

what felt like hours, both of us now gushing what felt like rivers of blood from deep lacerations. My vision swam as the pain mounted beyond anything I had endured before even the

I could not yield; one misstep meant disembowelment by the tireless beast intent on destroying me. And if I had any chance, even a flicker of a chance, at getting out

the one

fury: "Fight for me!" she cried out. "Prove your worth,

momentum carry it skidding past me. Before it could regain balance I seized its exposed nape, clamping down with an immense strength fueled entirely

choked bellows rang out, matching

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 killed in the most primal, savage

part of me had loved

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

needed to see

me began to ripple, blurring until it became a bloodied naked man splayed out on the tiles. Of course this was

at me, his body destroyed beyond all belief by my unwilling attacks. Hot revulsion bubbled up

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