All Chapters of Hated By My Hockey Alpha Mate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

JUSTINEven if she wanted to, there was no way I was going to let her leave me. I tucked her into bed and I knew she was on the brink of saying something, the very thing I dreaded having a conversation on. And I did try to avoid anything that would bring up the divorce again. I couldn't tell her why I didn't want the divorce anymore and there was no way I could tell her about my feelings just yet.I needed to be sure if what I was feeling wasn't just pity or guilt over the fact that her getting hurt was my fault. These feelings were new and totally foreign. What I had with Audrey was something similar. I figured telling Astrid about my feelings only to find out they weren't true later would be awkward. I sat down on the chair next to my bed and reached out to Jonah through my mind. Astrid was resting at the moment and that made it the best time to plan out the trial. As much as I wanted to be there through the “Have everyone know about the mandatory meeting and trial. The sooner Ast

JUSTINThis just changed everything. How was this possible? In a flash, I saw everything and I finally made sense of a lot of things. I felt a connection greater than anything I've never felt with anyone, nor even with Audrey but maybe that had to do with the fact that Audrey was never my mate, Astrid was. Astrid is my mate. The thought kept ringing in my head over and over. But how was that possible? How had I not known all these while?I recalled the conversation I had with my father concerning the mate bond. I told him about the disappointment I had felt when I didn't feel overwhelmed by the fact that I had my mate but I loved her, Audrey. With Astrid, however, it felt right. Overwhelmingly right. I felt everything my father had explained I would feel and even more. It felt like it was always meant to be this way. I could only imagine just how much Astrid had suffered every time I made love to Audrey. The mate bond would have ensured she felt everything. Why hadn't she said som

JUSTINIt didn't matter to me that she hated me. I knew she would heal eventually but she just needed time, something I had more than enough to give. I kept my distance from her all morning. It was torture not to be with her as I wanted but it had to be done. I knew her well enough to know that she would get spooked if I pressed on too hard and if she hated me now, I shudder to think what she would think of me if I pressured her. During her first place, I checked on her through the door and saw her deep in a conversation with a male wolf I didn't recognize. A frown marred my forehead, pissed that someone was already capturing her attention when that was what I was till working on. If looks could kill, I'm sure the boy next to her would have been dead and buried but before I could act on my feelings, I heard Jonah's voice behind me. “You're a professional stalker now?” He was directly behind me and could see that I had been watching her. I rolled my eyes even though I knew he could

JUSTINThere was definitely something wrong with this Hunter guy. I hated the fact that he constantly looked at me like he knew something dangerous. Something that would affect all of us. He seemed to walk around with a permanent smirk on his face. There was no way I was going to trust Astrid with him. Not because I didn't trust her, but I couldn't bring myself to trust him. I didn't trust that she would be safe with him. However, per her request, I left the room for them to study. I waited outside the classroom for them to finish. It was torture but I needed to be here when they were done. It was totally necessary. She was my mate and if anything happened to her when I could have prevented it, I would hate myself forever. The door to the classroom opened after what felt like hours and I saw Astrid pause briefly, surprised that I had waited but she decided to walk past me, pretending like she hadn't seen me or had decided not to acknowledge me. Hunter followed suit. I sighed befor

ASTRIDI hated that Justin was now always around me, either stealing glances at me or trying to talk to me and that was the least of it. It also angered me a great deal that he thought apologizing alone would make me bury the hatchet. His measly apologies were pathetic compared to what I have gone through. Years of pain from him and everyone else and he, somehow at the back of his mind thought apology and act like I did not go through all I did? He must be joking and very stupid if he thinks that’s going to happen.It was not his fault for not knowing or recognizing I was not his mate but it was his fault for hurting me even when he had no reason to, he hurt me just because he wanted to or because he thought looking at me with a guilt ridden face was going to get through to me.“Would you at least come to the trial tomorrow?“His question echoed in my head and I wondered if I should go or not. I was dreading going there, to that hall where I was tried years ago and having to watch so