The Hockey Captain I slept With is My Stepson

Chapter 10: How To Piss Off A Goddess

MALACHAR

The Trydon pack could confirm I knew how to hold a grudge.

When Rae told me to never return, her words landed like flaming darts at the center of my chest, burning me.

Now fate steered her into my path again.

Fuck.

I pumped my c**k harder, resting my head against the tiles of the bathroom stall.

I shut my eyes and imagined standing so close to her again, imagined her sweet scent filling me.

I swelled in my grip. A streak of wetness coated my thumb. I moaned her name, tears slipping past my eyes, blurring my vision.

Fuck. f**k. My hips jerked forward.

I pumped and pumped, and loads of c*m shot to the floor and tiles.

Rae.

God, Rae.

My palms flattened on the tiles above my head as I panted. I stared at my semi erect c**k that was still f*****g insatiable.

It took just being in the same space as her to make me lose it like this.

My wolf howled at the thought, yearning for something forbidden. The moon didn’t bind her to us. Yet every fibre of my being couldn’t let go.

I took a quick shower and dressed up to lock up and leave.

In the hallway outside, I found Sky leaning against a wall, ankles crossed.

“Hey!” He said as I walked past him, jogging to fall into step with me. “Wasn’t that journalist the healer we were supposed to kill at the Trydon Alpha’s wedding?”

“Apparently,” I replied with a tight jaw and yanked the strap of my bag higher up my shoulder.

Sky and I sauntered into the lazy afternoon sun outside. The school’s parking lot had brimmed out.

“Did you know that Stetson had to ask me to grab her kit you left in the net? Nice play, Mal. You’ve probably scared her off.”

“Don’t you have anywhere better to be?” I turned to him.

Sky chose that moment to sling an arm around my shoulder. “Nope.”

“f**k off.” I shoved his side with my elbow. “I have class.”

The force threw him to the distance but with his quick reflexes, he just staggered and didn’t fall on his arse.

“I won’t. Not until you tell me the truth.” Sky nudged my shoulder again and again. “That healer is a valuable piece that can’t remain on the board, and you, Mal, do not have a merciful bone in your body.” He laughed when I threatened him with my fist.

“I need to know what he intends to use her for,” I explained.

As we walked into the classroom building, the bell rang. Students poured out into the hallways until they were all packed. I pulled open my locker and dumped my backpack inside it.

“Didn’t we already figure that out?” Sky arched a puzzled brow, then he blew a kiss at Poppy who came into view at the other end of the busy hallway.

It wasn’t rocket science to know what Jason Kane wanted from Rachel.

And she’d be compelled by that matebond between them to do his bidding.

“Yes, but if she’s this great healer, wouldn’t it be a waste to kill her just like that?” I grabbed the texts for my next period and slammed my locker shut. “For now, I’ll keep tabs on her.”

“I don’t know, Mal.” He turned and held his arms open.

A second later, Poppy rammed into him, crushing him with a hug. I bet the i***t wasn’t breathing, yet he was smiling while dying.

Being around mates could be sickening.

Love shouldn’t exist. It was nothing but pain, and for so long, I have preserved my heart from it.

“Hey, wait! I heard coach over the phone while you were in the shower!”

I didn’t stop walking.

“I think she quit!” Sky revealed, freezing me in place.

If she did, it was all more reason to keep her alive. I fisted my hands, dead set on my next move.

A while later, I was in English period, sitting quietly in the back, thinking about a certain blonde-haired journalist and not giving a f**k about f*****g Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice.

This part of my life was starting to get on my nerves.

On instinct, I touched that new smile line on my cheek.

I couldn’t help but feel that something had changed. Maybe this vicious cycle was finally over.

After school ended, I didn’t drive to my house. I went to my other home. The one no one else knew existed.

The wolf pack nestling by a sleeping lake in the pine woods north of the city. Warded from outsiders, the Steel Wolf pack was visible to only its members. I drove into the estate, welcomed by the sight of blooming gardens, steaming forges, pups playing in the grass, and the sweet aroma of steak. I alighted and shifted immediately.

The pups hadn’t seen me coming. I dived into their midst and chased them around the tall buildings scattered across the lands.

Then I was ambushed on a small bridge that spanned a leafy pond by all seven of them with their tiny paws.

I was so big and they were so small.

Yet I let them haul me over.

Back in my drenched human form, I wiped a hand down my face, feigning breathlessness as the kids giggled at me from above. They hi-fived each other for their win today. Then Eryx approached in his famous dark regalia and they scurried away.

“Do you always have to dress like death? Or does it come with the office you occupy in my court?”

He bowed to me and held out a robe instead of a reply.

I wore it as we strolled to my manor. “Any news on the Trydon Alpha’s whereabouts?”

“Our sources claim he’s on an overseas business trip.”

“Summon the court tonight. We’ll decide on the healer’s fate once again.”

He bowed. “As you wish, Alpha Malachar.”

I entered my manor alone. Even though all of this was temporary and we’d probably change location in a few years, I rarely allowed even trusted wolves like him to visit my sanctuary.

Though I had a maid who often came around to clean and tidy things up.

I caught a whiff of the stench in the air and wrinkled my nose in disgust. I smelled like pond water and moss.

Tomorrow, I won’t go easy on them.

While fixing a bath for myself, I laughed at a random memory of the pups trying to outsmart me.

My fingers dipped in to check if the temperature was right.

But then, the water in my tub began to bubble unnaturally. I jerked back, claws out and ready to rip through whatever was hiding underneath.

A beautiful woman surfaced, dripping with celestial light.

And a force pulled me to my knees.

I gaped at the moon goddess herself, relaxing in my bath, a cunning smile playing on her lips.

“Your grace.” My forehead touched the tiles.

“How long has it been, Malachar Kane?” I heard the water ripple with movement alongside her question. “A century and a half, is it?”

“Yes.”

Her bare feet tapped the tiles lightly as she approached me. I didn’t dare look up.

“So long a time and yet you’ve singlehandedly managed to break my curse.”

My breath caught. “What?” I met her godly gaze and felt the power of the beginning and the end radiating off her.

“You’ve begun to age without my permission.”

“Forgive me, your grace. I do not know how—“

“Shh.” She clasped my shoulder and a cold that reminded me of eternity caged me in. “Finish off the wolves stealing my power before the coming blood moon and I will overlook what you’ve done.”