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 of survival now:

closed 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

claws. Then,

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

snapped shut an inch from fur as the bear whirled away

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

maw wide

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

"Blood! Bathe the floors

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

struggled for what felt like hours, both of us now gushing what felt like rivers of blood from deep lacerations. My vision swam as

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

I had to be the one who

chaos, Mila's piercing cries prodded at my overflowing fury: "Fight for me!" she

carry it skidding past me. Before it could regain balance I seized

canines. The grizzly's choked bellows rang out, matching the spectators' fevered screams... And then its immense body crashed down, twitching

the broken neck and staggered backwards, half-blinded by sweat and gore. Heaving raggedly, I knew I had survived the impossible clash. But at

part of me

beneath my palms. What little strength I had was gone now; my wolf was spent. The cries of the

needed to see

became a bloodied naked man splayed out on the tiles. Of course this was no

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

didn't know what it was; but something in me roiled