Fake Dating Alpha Hockey Captain novel Chapter 70

#Chapter 70. The Game Plan

#Chapter 70: The Game Plan

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It felt like it took forever to fall asleep, but I don’t know that I’ve ever slept so well! I dreamed of Alex. I don’t remember much other than that, except that we weren’t here, he wasn’t a werewolf, and we were happy.

I slept with him behind me all night, wrapped around me like a security blanket, and it was wonderful.

Now I’m awake before him. I roll onto my back so I can admire him. He is still sound asleep, and his face is angelic. No hint of beast or temper.

No hint of pain, either.

A sound down the hall startles me and catches my attention I don’t want anyone to know I slept on the couch with Alex, so I gently slip off, careful not to wake him, and with great caution and finesse soundlessly make my way back down the hall to my room.

Only I know everyone probably heard me, and when I close the door, I stand on the inside for a moment, my ear against it, listening for anyone else. It would be great to have werewolf hearing, I think to myself. It really sucks that I’m the only one here that doesn’t.

It isn’t long before everyone else in the house is stirring. I text Mom, then check my messages. I have another one from Hailey, so I’ll have to be sure to get back with her later.

After sitting alone in my room for a while, I recognize the faint smell of dirt. At first, I can’t tell where it’s coming from exactly, just that its origin is close to me. That when I lift my shirt and sniff it. Holy cow! That stench is coming from me!

I step up to the stand–up mirror in the corner. The glass is cloudy, but I notice for the first time since we arrived that my clothes are dirty and that there are small smudges of blood on them. Probably Rita’s.

Shit. I don’t have anything else to wear, and neither does Rita.

I hear multiple feet shuffle down the hall, and I wait until it goes quiet, then I hurry into the bathroom, closing the door behind me and locking it. I have to clean myself up–this is embarrassing!

I search under the sink and in the bathtub, but all I find are soaps that smell like sandalwood or bourbon. Very modern for a male werewolf who lives alone, but too masculine for me to use. Especially without asking.

Suddenly, I’m devastated that I didn’t clean up more yesterday; everything had just been so hectic…

Finally settling on hand soap, I wash my face, my hands, my forearms, and my neck. I may have the time later to take a shower, but for now this is the best I can do.

After I’ve dried the water from my skin, I run my fingers through my hair, getting stuck in knots several times.

A cleaner version of me stares back from the mirror. Not a vast improvement, but better. I brush my teeth again, using only my pointer finger and some toothpaste, then retreat back to the living room to find out what’s going

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Alex is sitting up and talking to Rita. He looks relaxed and rested, and when Alex sees me, he smiles. Only he doesn’t say anything, and the reality of their situation once again negates any security I felt with him earlier.

I say good morning to both of them, then ask Alex how he’s feeling.

“I feel great. Slept like a log.”

“No pain?” I ask, relieved by his answer.

Alex shakes his head. “No pain. In fact, I feel great.”

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#Chapter 70: The Game Plan

He winks at me, letting me know that he’s grateful for last night.

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“What’s that smell?” I ask, turning my head toward the kitchen. I cross the living room and am overtaken by the smokey, pungent aroina. “Is that bacon?”

Ryan is in front of the stove, whipping up a full breakfast of eggs, bacon, sausage, and hash browns. My stomach starts growling and Ryan must notice my eager expression

“I thought we should all eat before Alex and me get on the road.”

I don’t like this talk. I’d almost convinced myself that I should somehow talk them out of it. know that won’t work, but I fear for their safety out there. I

Instead, Task, “How long. Do yoouu think. You’ll be gone?”

“It’s hard to say. If we’re lucky and we start off in the right direction, we could find it in a day or two.” “If not?”

Ryan sighs. “Worst case scenario–they either don’t have a base and we wander aimlessly for days finding nothing, Or, they spot us first and attack.”

“That would be bad.”

He nods. “Our Alpha and their future Alpha,” he says, nodding his head toward the living room, “in one spot. If they are looking to take out the leadership of the local packs, we could be giving them the opportunity they need.”

“But you won’t let that happen.”

“Not if I can help it. If your friend in there is running on all turbines, then we should be okay…unless there’s a large enough group.”

This gives me a lot to worry about. I know they have to find the rogues and deal with them, but I don’t want Alex getting hurt.

During breakfast, I sit across from Alex while they discuss their plans.

“If we find them, we won’t engage. Not if there’s a pack of them,” Alex explains. “But we need to know what we’re dealing with.”

“It’s still possible there aren’t many,” Ryan says. “If that’s the case, we can do something about it then.”

Sounds dangerous. “Sssomething being…‘

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Rita chimes in. “Tearing them limb from limb,” she says without blinking an eye.

“No,” Alex says, correcting her, “we need one alive so we can find out what they did to Michael.”

“Can you explain what happened when you ran into them? Ryan asks Cynthia. “You didn’t give me details before, but that may be helpful now.”

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“Of course. We were patrolling the west perimeter because one of the other pack members had been in the forest and caught scent of something rotten. When he explained it, it sounded like a sick wolf.

“Michael put a small team of us together to find the werewolf. The team included myself, another of Michael’s security detail, and a medic.

“We easily caught the wolf’s trail, but it led us deep into the woods.”