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.

row of sharp teeth. There was only one hope of survival now:

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

claws. Then, I leaped with my fangs bared, aiming to grapple the bear's vulnerable throat and

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

fur as the bear whirled away with

me across the blackened floor. Agonized gasps echoed from the spectators above, but there was no time to check my

wide open and dripping with saliva.

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

"Blood! Bathe the floors

the black obsidian tiles, its metallic tang coating my muzzle until I could no longer

of us now gushing what felt like rivers of blood from deep lacerations. My vision swam as the pain mounted beyond anything

one misstep meant disembowelment by the tireless beast intent on destroying me. And if I had any chance, even a

the one who

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

the bear mid-charge, letting its enormous momentum carry it skidding past me. Before it could regain balance I seized its exposed nape, clamping down with an immense strength fueled entirely

shred between my canines. The grizzly's choked bellows rang out, matching the

had survived the impossible clash. But at

part of me

warm and damp with blood now beneath my palms.

needed to

bear's carcass that laid 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 was a man under there,

lifelessly back at me, his body destroyed beyond all belief by my unwilling attacks. Hot

know what it was; but something