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.

grimaced, my upper lip curling back to reveal a row of sharp teeth. There was only one hope of survival now: I needed to

bear whirled around closed in for the kill, outrage roared through my soul at being cornered for bloodsport. If Mila wanted a gory

the 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

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

snapped shut an inch from fur

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

again instantly, his maw wide open

blurred into an endless flurry of 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

crowd screeched. "Blood!

they wanted; blood soon slicked the black obsidian tiles, its metallic tang coating my muzzle until I could no longer differentiate mine from my

of blood from deep lacerations. My vision swam

if I had any chance, even a flicker of a chance, at getting out of here and

had to be the one who

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

letting its enormous momentum carry it skidding past me. Before it could regain balance I seized its exposed nape, clamping down with

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

Heaving raggedly, I knew I had survived the impossible clash. But at a devastating cost

of me

with blood now beneath my palms. What little strength I had was gone now; my wolf was spent. The cries of the crowd faded into a

needed to see

it became a bloodied naked man splayed out on the tiles. Of course this was no regular bear; he

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

it was; but something in me roiled as I saw it, and suddenly,