Rivals on ice: the bet is on
Theodore Callahan has built his entire life on two things: the ice and his reputation. He's a captain, leader and son of a woman who survived hell and raised him to be iron. He does not lose. He does not bend. And he absolutely does not think about Elijah Voss.
Elijah Voss is everything Theodore has been trained to hate — polished, untouchable, and annoyingly good at everything Theodore considers his. When a bar fight and a reckless dare birth the most dangerous bet of both their careers, Theodore doesn't think he has anything to lose.
Then he loses.
What follows should have been simply a debt paid and a night to forget. Instead, it is the beginning of something Theodore has no language for and no safe place to put. And when their parents sit across from each other at a dinner table with rings on their fingers, simple becomes impossible.
Now they are living under the same roof, sharing the same hallways, breathing the same air. The bet is still active. The rivalry is still blazing. And something far more dangerous than hatred is building in the space between them.
Theodore has always known who he is. He is starting to suspect he has been wrong.
As secrets, lies, and temptation spiral out of control, their pride clashes with their desire. With careers, reputations, and hearts on the line, the question remains: in this dangerous game of dominance, who will surrender first—and at what cost?
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Chapter: CHAPTER FOURTheodoreNobody moved for about three seconds.Then everyone moved at once."You know each other?" my mother said, looking between us with a confused expression while hoping for a reasonable explanation."Know each other?" I laughed and it came out wrong. "Mom, this is Elijah Voss. As in — Voss. As in the person I have spent three years wanting to—""Careful," Elijah said gently."Don't tell me to be careful in my mother's house." I snapped."Technically it's your mother's house," he said. "Which makes it none of yours.""Elijah." Douglas's voice carried a quiet warning."Dad." He said it back with the same intonation, perfectly mirrored, and I wanted to put my fist through the wall.Who he fuck—"Okay." My mother stepped forward with her hands up, peacemaker face on, the one she'd been perfecting since I was seven. "Let's just — everyone take a breath—""I'm breathing fine," I said."You look like you're about to pop a vein," Elijah said."I will actually end you—""Theodore." My mot
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Chapter: CHAPTER THREETheodore"Mom, I can hear you smiling through the phone.""I'm not smiling.""You're absolutely smiling."She laughed and the sound of it loosened something in my chest that had been tight since the game and the locker room when a certain person's mouth had been within three inches of mine but I was not thinking about that."I'm just happy you're coming," she said. "It's been too long, Theo.""I know. I'm sorry." And I meant it. Between the season and training and the general chaos of existing, I hadn't been home in ten months. Ten months while my mother had apparently been building an entire life with a man I'd never met. "Tell me about him again.""I've told you about him.""Tell me again. I'm driving."She made a little sound in hesitation as she decided whether to indulge me. "His name is Douglas. He's kind. He makes me laugh." A pause. "He makes me feel safe, Theo."I gripped the steering wheel a little tighter.Safe. She said it so simply, like it was a small thing. Like it hadn
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWOTheodoreI couldn't move or even speak. My entire body shook in fury at him being so close and I refused to give him the satisfaction of watching me scramble. Whatever stupid idea he had in his mind I wouldn't let him do it."Nothing to say?" He tilted his head in curiosity with an infuriating amusement in his eyes that I wanted to poke so bad."Get out of my locker room." I said through gritted teeth."Your locker room." He looked around slowly, taking in the empty benches and darkness. "You lost the bet so right now it doesn't look like yours right now."I took a step forward and that was a bad idea in retrospect because it closed the distance between us and Voss didn't step back. His eyes momentarily dropped to my lips before coming back up."The bet was stupid," I said. "We were drunk.""Maybe you were drunk." He slid his hands into his jacket pockets, completely at ease. "But as far as I'm concerned we were both very clear-headed.""It doesn't count.""You shook my hand, Callah
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONETheodore"CALLAHAN! CALLAHAN! CALLAHAN!"Three years of hearing my name chanted in this arena and it still hit different every time.Almost there. Two minutes on the clock, tied game, and I could feel the win in my chest building up. This was mine. It had always been mine and all I had to do was take it.“Move!” He zoomed past me.Prick. I was hot on his heels.That was the thing about Elijah Voss though. He never looked like he was trying.That was what drove me insane. Three years of playing against this man and every single time, he moved across the ice it was a fucking ballroom while I was out here bleeding through my jersey for every single point.I hated him. But like a pest, he got under my skin and refused to leave."Callahan, left side!" Carson's voice cut through the crowd noise.I adjusted quickly, muscle memory kicking in before I had fully processed what he said. My eyes trained on the puck The arena was deafening.“CALLAHAN!”“VOSS!”The tension was at its peak. Our te
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