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.

back to reveal a row of sharp teeth. There was

in for the kill, outrage roared through my soul at being cornered for bloodsport. If Mila wanted a gory show of dominance from her 'chosen mate', then... she was going

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

rational thought-no, I didn't want

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

me across the blackened floor. Agonized gasps echoed from the spectators above, but there was

maw wide open and dripping with saliva.

fangs, offense versus defense in a frenzy to simply survive. My strikes

the crowd screeched. "Blood! Bathe the

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

what felt like rivers of blood from deep lacerations. My vision swam as the pain mounted

disembowelment by the tireless beast intent on destroying me. And if

be the one

the writhing chaos, Mila's piercing cries prodded at my overflowing fury:

Before it could regain balance I seized its exposed nape, clamping down with an immense strength fueled entirely by nothing

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

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 killed in the most primal, savage

me had loved

into my 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;

I needed to

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, and I had taken

body destroyed beyond all belief by my unwilling attacks. Hot revulsion bubbled up in

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