All Chapters of Hated By My Hockey Alpha Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ASTRID I thought I knew what hatred was but this had to be next level. There was nothing else I could have done except comply with the instructions given by the Luna. The chores kept piling up like I hadn't done most of it the night before and I couldn't help but wonder if she got people to undo the ones I had done, overnight. I kept glancing at a nearby clock and each ticking hand made me later for class. There was no way I would have finished on time and I knew now that passing this year was going to be hard, not to mention taint my perfect grades. As soon as I finished up with the dishes, which were the last chore stated for me to do, I tried to hurry to get my books and contemplated whether or not to have a bath before leaving. A sniff at my clothes told me I needed to. Even though I had my bath the night before, the sweat from working all morning and the conditions I had worked in had caused a new buildup.I wasn't looking at where I was headed to and a wet spot on the floor h

ASTRIDI stood there, frozen. There was no getting out of it this time. This only meant trouble, one I couldn't be too sure I would be able to get out of.My heart kept pounding in my chest as I watched her watch me. She kept her eyes on me, raking me all over and it took all of my willpower not to shift my weight from one foot to another but I knew just how guilty that would make me look. After a prolonged silence, she finally spoke. “Did the doctor give you anything for your injury and the pain?” I sighed in relief. I hadn't been caught after all and the sinister smile had been something akin to… concern?I nodded hastily, knowing my silence could be misinterpreted for something else. She nodded and went her way. A small smile grew on my face. She hadn't questioned why I was in the house and no one knew what I had gone to do. I couldn't care less about the pain in my back at the very moment, all that mattered was the book currently hidden in the folds of my clothes. I could only

JUSTINI bolted up from yet another nightmare. It didn't matter that I had recurrent ones, every single one was just as scary as the first time I had it.This time, however, something felt wrong. I was fully awake, eyes bulging and a pressing need that was almost too overwhelming. For some strange reason, that need was to make sure Astrid was in the pack. I couldn't tell why but my wolf pushed for me to check on her, wherever the fuck she was. I couldn't understand if this feeling was because I wasn't too sure if she wasn't the killer, which should have left me relieved, but I didn't bite down my suspicions of her. First at night, only to stumble upon her reading even in the dark. I felt instant relief that she was at least within the pack and not anywhere a killer should be. But then even here at the meeting this morning, I couldn't help that my eyes roamed the crowd of heads in search of her.I was sure she wouldn't miss it, only maybe if I hadn't told her but…Why did I even care

JUSTIN “The Book Of Life, The Witch’s Handbook.” Those were the words written on the piece of paper. I read it over and over trying to make sense of it but nothing came to mind. I knew nothing about witches, let alone a handbook. I looked in the direction she had gone to and wondered what this meant. Was she trying to find ways of bringing the girls back? Is it even possible? Was this research driven by guilt? Was this her way of trying to make things right?I had a million questions running through my mind, questions only she could answer. I immediately ran out of the library in search of her but she was nowhere to be found when I made it out, I missed her.I wanted answers as soon as possible and I knew she would try to avoid me in the pack house and I was too anxious to wait for them then. I need the answers now. I need to know.Rushing through the halls, I searched for her in classes I knew she took but nothing. “Alpha's son or not, this is unacceptable…” at least two teachers

ASTRIDMy entire body hurt. I felt pain all over and moving any part of my body felt like an Herculean task. I opened my eyes, shutting them back almost immediately when my irises were pierced by the sudden bright light.It took a little adjusting to but I was finally able to properly open my eyes only to see Justin sleeping by my bed. What’s he doing here?I wondered if the throbbing in my head made me see things because this couldn't be possible. I frowned, trying to clear my vision but it became obvious that it was reality and I wasn't dreaming him up.How long have I been here?Most importantly, what was Justin doing here?I found my bag by the bed stand and I knew the journal had to be somewhere close. I didn't want him to get to it first so I gently got up from the bed, prepared to search for it and hide it before he read through the content.“Looking for this?” I froze. I didn't hear him wake up and when I turned to face him, he was holding up the journal. My face must be paler