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.

upper lip curling back to reveal a row of sharp teeth. There was only one

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

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

I didn't want to

fur as

as another brutal swat of the bear's enormous paw connected with my shoulder, hurling me across the blackened floor. Agonized gasps echoed from the

charged again instantly, his maw wide open and dripping with

versus defense in a frenzy to simply survive. My strikes were fueled only by frantic desperation

the crowd screeched. "Blood! Bathe the floors

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

rivers of blood from deep lacerations.

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

I had to be the

my overflowing fury:

snarl I hurled myself behind the bear mid-charge, letting its enormous momentum carry it skidding past me. Before it

tore easily within my jaws. I felt its sinew shred between my canines. The grizzly's choked bellows rang

I had survived the impossible clash. But at a devastating cost that was now carved

me had

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 crowd

I needed to

out on the tiles. Of course this was no

all belief by my unwilling attacks. Hot revulsion bubbled up in my throat as I stared into those

the corners of them, although I didn't know what it was; but something