My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 7: Playing Hard to Get

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When I saw the human girl with the two black braids at the bar on Friday night, I honestly didn’t think twice. She was just another average human girl — pretty, with a nice body, but ultimately useless for me.

You see, I’m a werewolf. I was never meant to have anything to do with humans. In fact, they always bored me; I much preferred being around my own kind. But when my father came to me one day and told me that he was purchasing a company that would do business in the human world and that he wanted me to be the face of the company, I couldn’t say no. My father was always in control — he was the alpha werewolf, and as his son, I was expected to do whatever he told me to do if I wanted to be the next alpha.

So, when he enrolled me in a human university and put me through rigorous training to be a sports god, I had to just grin and bear it. Everyone else at the university thought I was human, and as far as I knew, none of them knew anything about werewolves to begin with.

To the ordinary human, werewolves were just a myth; a story from a book written to scare children. The only human at the university who knew about my true nature was the dean, who was a hybrid. My father had paid him well to let me enroll and keep my secret safe.novelxo.com fast update

To everyone else, I was just a popular, wealthy hockey star.

Eventually, after the first three semesters of being a hockey star, I actually wound up enjoying it. Hockey was the one thing that kept me sane during all of this; when I was on the ice, it was only me and my opponents. No drama, no company, no father telling me what to do and where to go.

I could just focus on the puck.

my father always wanted me to mate with a girl who was poised and proper — someone to hold up the image of our

anyway. It’s not that I didn’t want to find a mate; I just never found the right person. That’s why,

all, though. She was hot, but she wasn’t a werewolf, and my wolf, Fio, hated every second in bed with

of them didn’t care about skimpy clothes and makeup, and much preferred wearing practical clothing to

I told him that Lisa and I broke up, although I was

be happy to be a god at this school? You’re

be a good thing. It meant that I was “available” and all of the girls would fawn over me. His

the human world made me miss the werewolves, and Fio was ravenous for women. He didn’t like the human girls, either, but they served as fresh meat

in the bar, Fio

her,” he said. “I want that one. I have to have

that one?” I replied in my mind. It was convenient to be

“But her scent…

I took a big swig of my whiskey and walked up to the bar. I put on my best show, which I put

round ass, long legs, and perky breasts that fit perfectly