Alpha's Secret Rookie: Hidden On Ice

Maya's POV 

“Father, I do not want to marry him!” I yelled one more time, maybe he would finally understand that I had goals and none of them involved marrying some dumb alpha.

“We don't care, honey.” Mother replied and I pulled my hair in frustration. “We've already arranged your wedding with him and it's settled.” She added and I wanted to throw something at the wall right now.

“For the goddess's sake, I'm just nineteen! I'm a child, mother. You're okay with selling your child off to some stranger? And for what? Money? Is that all I'm worth to you?” I questioned in sheer frustration, and my father slammed his hand on his desk.

“Do not speak to us in that manner!” He bellowed but I was done playing by his stupid rules.

“What do you want from me? All I've ever done is show you how gifted I was. Playing hockey is my only dream. I've told you what I truly wanted. But you never listen to me—”

“Gifted? You can't even shift. You're the only nineteen-year-old wolf that can't seem to shift. A wolfless girl. And that's talent? You think I brought you to this world to play around like a boy? What stupid gift are you talking about?” Father snapped in anger, his eyes glowing red as he glared at me and I heaved, fighting the urge to cry.

“Take it easy on her, she doesn't know what's good for her. Which is why we're her parents.” Mother said to him and I scoffed in amusement. “Maya, get ready. Your husband-to-be will be here soon. You'll go with him and get married to him in a few days. We know what's best for you, darling.” She said to me calmly and I wiped the tear that rolled down my left cheek.

“Why must I marry him, Mom? To save your heads from the debt you owe his father? I'm the collateral for your mistakes. Is that it?” I spat in anger, and Father looked like his veins were about to pop out of his head.

“You—” He yelled but mother stopped him.

“It was a difficult decision to make. Trust me, we only want what's best for you.” She said softly and my eyes watered in defeat.

“If I marry him, will I ever get the chance to play on ice?” I asked softly and she looked at me with a sympathetic expression.

“Get ready honey. We'll be waiting for you.” She muttered instead, and I nodded gently, then walked away. 

I would rather die than get married to an asshole that I didn't know. I bolted to my room and shut the door, making sure it was locked tight. I rummaged through my closet, picking out my favorite type of clothes: baggy.

I stuffed everything into a bag, making sure it wasn't too heavy so I would be able to run with it. Perks of being a good hockey player? I could run faster than any normal wolf. 

I had begged my father. Even the coach knew my potential and begged him to put me in the women's division. I was the best player in the hockey club. But father bluntly disagreed. So there was only one option left for me.

I hurried into the bathroom and grabbed the pair of scissors that sat there. He wanted a good daughter. But I would rather be a boy than be his filial daughter. With one sharp cut, I cut my long curly hair in half. I kept cutting and shaping it in the way I wanted until I got what I wanted.

A mullet. I smiled to myself as I ran my hand through my new hairstyle. If one didn't look too closely, I could be mistaken for a boy. I had a lean figure after all and my feminine parts weren't so evident.

To cover up my tracks well, I grabbed a tight scarf from my closet and tied it around my chest, flattening out my little boobs. I draped an oversized hoodie and joggers on, cleaned off any trace of makeup on my face, and I was good to go.

Putting on a cap, I carried my bag, draped it over my shoulder, and pushed the window open. Just then, someone knocked on the door and I yelped in fear.

“The alpha will be here soon, honey. Hurry up alright?” She said from outside and I sucked in a sharp breath to avoid sounding suspicious.

“I'll be out soon, I just gotta freshen up.” I lied.

“Good girl.” Mother said and finally left. 

Time to finally choose myself.

I jumped out of the window, landed in the bushes, and sprinted as fast as I could. I took the back gate since it was less guarded, and when I saw it was locked, I threw my bag over the window, then jumped.

I was so close to spraining my ankle but I had landed just right on the ground. I made it, I was out.

There was only one place I could go, the only place my parents would never find me or figure out that I went there. The academy. I would join the men's division and live my dream, away from them and their dumb alpha.

I ran as fast as I could, hiding my face so no one would recognize me. Luckily for me, the men's academy was different and far away from the women's academy so no one would recognize me there. It felt like a dream come true.

By the time I made it there, I was breathing heavily. I should have taken a cab or something. Regardless, I walked into the academy with my head low and took the application form for the men's hockey team.

The coach looked at me with a skeptical expression when he saw me with my application form.

“Are you sure you're in the right place? You wanna play hockey?” He asked with a raised brow and I nodded in affirmation.

“I'm skilled, sir. And it's been my dream to play hockey for the country.” I replied with my most manly voice and someone snorted from behind the coach.

“He looks like he could get shoved anytime and collapse. We don't accept weaklings here, little one. Run along now.” He said with his arms crossed and I raised a brow at him, hating how sarcastic he sounded.

He stepped out from behind the coach and I shuddered at the aura that exuded from him. He was an alpha. A very powerful one at that. Crossing paths with him couldn't be a good omen.

“You shouldn't judge a book by its cover—”

“If you're the book,” he interrupted me with a snort, “I would judge you so fucking bad.” He replied as he laughed and others laughed with him.

He was a real jerk considering how handsome he was. His facial features were striking, his blue eyes seductive, and his jawline sharp as hell. His hand looked like he had messed with it a few times and when he looked at me, I cowered and looked away. His eyes, however, didn't leave me, and I wondered if he noticed that I was an intruder.

“Ignore them.” The coach said, turning to me again. 

“Who is that?” I asked and he pointed at the very attractive alpha who had just spoken.

“That's Kieran. The best hockey player in our division. As I said, ignore them. If you're really as good as you say, show me what you got on the field. If I'm impressed, you'll be taken, if not, I'm sorry.” He explained and I smiled, knowing how good I was.

Kieran. A lovely name for a jerk. I glanced at him only to see that he was still staring at me. This time, with a confused expression. What was his deal?

“I won't disappoint you, coach,” I responded as I rolled my sleeves up and grabbed a hockey stick when one of the guys stood up and grabbed a stick as well.

“How about you go against me? If you can get the puck into that post, you're in and we'll all admit that you're good. Deal?” He asked with a grin, and for a moment, I regretted my decision to come here.

He was also an alpha, he could easily knock me out. But his aura wasn't as heavy as the other one. And I couldn't leave. Not this way. So I nodded in agreement 

“Deal.”

“Carlos, go easy on him!” One of the guys yelled mockingly and I sucked in a sharp breath. Kieran, however, didn't say a word. He simply stared at me like he couldn't fathom what I was, and I tried to ignore his looks, but it was nearly impossible.

After putting on my hockey shoes, I placed the puck on the field, holding my stick as Carlos stood in front of me with a grin on his face.

“You don't belong here,” Carlos whispered, and at that moment, the coach blew the whistle.

I moved immediately like a pro, dodging his attacks and even messing with him a little. He seemed angry to know that I got past him and moved to shove me hard but I used the opportunity to shoot the puck forward before he slammed into me hard.

I couldn't see if the puck got into the goal post before I fell but as soon as I crashed, I let out a loud groan of pain. I could have sworn I heard a bone crack inside me.

Loud cheers echoed from the boys and my heart sank. Their cheers could only mean one thing.

I didn't win. 

Shit.