Hate to love you: The star's forbidden obsession
There are only three things Zayden Mercer cares about:
Winning.
Protecting his younger brother.
And never letting anyone discover what he really is.
As captain of the Arctic Wolves, Zayden has built himself into UCLA’s perfect hockey prince. Disciplined. Untouchable. Admired.
A lie held together by pressure, fear, and self-control.
Then there’s Ronan Devereaux.
The Northstars captain is everything Zayden despises—arrogant, beautiful, filthy rich, and born an S-class alpha without even trying. Wherever Ronan goes, attention follows. Omegas fall at his feet. Coaches worship him.
And worst of all?
Ronan enjoys breaking Zayden apart.
When Ronan discovers Zayden’s twisted secret obsession, their rivalry turns into something darker. More intimate. More dangerous.
Because Ronan doesn’t expose him, he keeps him.
What starts as blackmail spirals into a brutal game of control, humiliation, obsession, and desire neither of them can escape.
And somewhere between the fights, the blood, and the lies, Zayden realizes the person ruining his life may also be the only one who truly sees him.
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Chapter: He ran awayZAYDENIt was seven twenty in the evening when the taxi dropped me before the luxury suburban building that was supposed to be home but had felt like a prison for the longest time. Gated community. Two-storey grey building. Manicured lawn. Outdoor backyard kitchen I never seemed to remember ever being used. I exhaled and made my way toward it, fighting the exhaustion that had sunk into my muscles and refused to let go. Before I could punch in the door code, the knob turned. Someone opened it from the inside. My hand froze mid-air, and I looked up at her. Mrs. Baker. Her eyes were red, dried patches of flour clinging to her face, her apron carrying the scent of almonds and oil. “Zayden!” Her voice was a low wail, broken and desperate. My heart dropped, and a sharp crack seemed to go off inside my skull. The bag slid off my numb shoulders and hit the portico with a dull thud. I turned and ran, eyes burning, sounds colliding in my head until they formed an unintelligible jumb
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Chapter: Giving the enemy ammoZAYDENMy jaw locked. The room turned stifling, air too thick to breathe, my heart hammering against my ribs like it wanted out. My thoughts frayed at the edges, vision swimming at the corners. Ronan’s eyes gleamed, vicious satisfaction naked in them. His hand slid up my spine, slow and deliberate, and it made me feel small. My limbs turned to lead, heavy and useless, leaving me pinned under his mercy while blood roared in my ears. “What do you think old Mercer would do if he realized his son was a creep?” Ronan’s voice was low, pleased. “If this video hits the internet, does that mean your career is a goner?” He laughed, biting his lip, that same cocky arrogance carved into his face. But this time I couldn’t fight back. I couldn’t throw a punch without watching everything I’d built crash down on me. “What do you want?” The words tore out of me, raw and scraping. My throat was parched, my voice croaky. I hated how he made me feel—like a cornered rabbit. Helpless and pathetic. He l
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Chapter: A recipe for disasterZAYDENOne hour at the gym, and another ten minutes at the school sports facility did nothing to loosen the knots in both my shoulder muscles and chest. It felt like something heavy was crushing me from the inside.It didn’t matter. I had to shove it down and enter the rink. Today was the internal tournament between the Arctic Wolves and the Northstars. It was framed as a friendly match, but there would be nothing friendly about it. Never had been.Each side would play like their life depended on it. Because it did. I could already see scouts from the professional team hovering nearby, eyes sharp and calculating.The sports gear felt especially heavy as I skidded into the rink. Screams followed my entrance, girls clapping and waving their shirts. Propriety dictated maintaining the amiable star image, so I smiled back through my helmet and waved with my free hand.This was the feeling of being in the spotlight. When you win, you get more cheers. Lose for a moment, and doubt creeps in l
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Chapter: The cost of losingZAYDENMy hands gripped the report sheet so hard my knuckles turned white, eyes fixed on the leaderboard. Blood in my mouth from biting my tongue too hard. Ronan Devereaux. Number one in Managerial Accounting, two points higher than mine. Statistics, one point higher. One fucking point. General GPA. Ronan: 4.93. Me: 4.92. Disgraceful. Cold sweat ran down my back. I was so sure I’d top the board this semester. How had he surpassed me by 0.1? Bryan, my friend, patted my back, a broad smile on his face. “Zayden, man, you’re the real MVP. We had sessions all through the exam period, and you still smashed every course with an A+. Talk about being wired for success.”The praise flew over my head. Having A+ in all my courses meant nothing if Devereaux scored higher than me. I could accept anyone else—why did it have to be him? Watching my name displayed boldly at number two made something twist violently inside me. The third person in our faculty trailed far behind at 4.3. But it di
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Chapter: The one I hate the mostZayden MercerThe scent hits my nose the moment I step into the villa. The luxury holiday cottage which the school had prepared for our hockey teams as we competed with Worcester’s Polar Titans. I marched into the house. There in the central living room, Ronan Devereux was sprawled on a sofa, trousers and underwear pooled around his ankles, legs spread wide with his co*k visible for all to see. Between his thighs was a male omega, probably one of the offerings sent by teams hoping to poach him for the professional league next season. Behind him was a female omega, her lips on his neck, palm moving around his chest and playing with his nipples. Absolutely shameless. Ronan opened his eyes as the male omega took in the cap of his massive cock. I hate to admit it, but yes, his co*k is massive. The very reasons those poor things trip over themselves to ride him, despite the generally acknowledged fact that he's an asshole who never spends more than a month with the same omega. He moane
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Chapter: Ch. 018 Absurd suggestionRYKERMy eyes drifted shut, and I inhaled a ragged breath. I cut the call, and set my phone to silence. A strong stomp to Caelum's foot followed. He howled in pain and turned the other side, doubling over as he shook his leg, still laughing beneath the pain. “For the final time, he's not my husband.” I spat through gritted teeth. “This is just a temporal arrangement till I figure out better ways to keep my sister out of harm's way.”Japheth sneers. Malik laughs. Most of them didn't seem to believe me. “Who knows, you might end up,” Toby gestures with two fingers in the air. “Falling in love.”“Pah!” I almost choked on my drink, then I burst into laughter, slapping my thighs, shoulders quaking with mirth. “Me…” I pointed to myself, lips curled. “Fall in love with Lachlan?”I laughed some more and shook my head. “You really have a taste for bland humour.”The omega hostess brought a plate of the roasted chicken, and pulled a stool beside me and placed it on it. Then she squatted bes
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Chapter: Ch. 017 Best place to be—homeRYKERReluctantly, I began to wash the pots and dishes. I loved my place sparkling clean. Taking out the trash followed, then sorting through my wardrobe. Just my bad habits at work. It didn't need much touch up. Once I was satisfied that everything was perfect. I turned on the air con, kicked off my shoes and dived into my bed. Within seconds, I was knocked out, sleeping with such comfort and happiness that I never felt in Zarek's castle. This was the difference between home and prison. A prison was still a prison, no matter how luxurious it appeared to be. My ringtone was what woke me up. I yawned, hating the idiot that interrupted my heavenly nap. I pulled the blanket over my head and tried to go back to sleep. The caller was persistent, causing the phone to ring over and over. “Which mother fucker is this?” My hand reached for the phone, simultaneously kicking the blanket aside. It was Caelum. I should have known. The idiot was the only one thick headed enough to invade my per
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Chapter: Ch. 016 You can't cage meRYKERMy eyes moved across the guards. Their ranks were unknown. More alarming was the fact that they all looked like handsome flowers, dressed in navy blue suits, with earpieces in one ear and weapons strapped to various parts of their bodies.But there was something unmistakably dangerous about them. They had the hands of killers. Their pretty, unassuming faces could fool anyone. Not me.I suppressed my misgivings and continued forward, testing my theory. Sure enough, a young guard in his early twenties blocked my path, all smiles and false humility.“My Lord,” he looked up at me, flashing teeth filled with fake sincerity. “It’s dangerous outside. How about you go back in and let us run the errands for you?”Thunderclouds gathered on my face, nose flaring. “Who do you think you are to restrict my movements? Step aside.”He didn’t. His smile only grew brighter, unyielding. “Sir, Lord Lachlan has many enemies. As his mate, you will naturally be in the line of fire. It’s for your protec
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Chapter: Ch. 015 House arrestThe call line beeped for a few seconds, then her bright smile flooded the screen. “Big brother!”I didn't realize how much I needed to hear that till now. A warm buttery feeling swarmed in my heart, and I felt my eyes stung. The dull aches in my arms faded, and all I saw became her. The reason that made everything worth it. “How's my princess?” My voice was unexpectedly hoarse, even as my face lit up. Her smile faltered and she leaned closer to the screen. “Riri, your face is so pale. And your eyes appear red. You look so sick and exhausted. Are you alright?”My smile froze. I didn't expect her to notice that. She gasped, and covered her mouth. “Last night, the bride-eating monster truly came?”Two heads popped in behind her, eyes sharp. “Holy cow, bro. What happened to you? You look like you barely survived World War four.” Xander’s eyes were as wide as saucers.“You weren't like this yesterday.” Altair’s brows furrowed. “The rumors were actually true.”“Brother, what exactly ha
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Chapter: Ch. 014 Trying too hardRyker’s PovI stayed awake all night, killing waves after waves of assassins till my arm went numb. The more I killed, the more they appeared, as if they had an inexhaustible stream. It was around five in the morning that I heard guards moving around, just minutes after I killed the last wave of assassins. I could hear their voices asking questions, confused on what was happening, then one of the guard groups running in to check on me. Pathetic and hypocritical beings. Just like their master. After delivering the warning to be passed along, I entered the bathroom. It was now their business whether to tell him or not. Another herbal bath in warm water followed, grime, blood and residues from the curse attack washed out in the water, and I ran a second bath. Three times. That was how many times I had to clean myself up to feel like a human alpha again. First two with healing herbs, last one with medicinal fragrant bath gels. I looked at the scars on my arm from when I cut it open
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Chapter: Ch. 013 MineZAREKExhaustion. Bone deep exhaustion. That was what I felt. Ryker is still as stubborn as I remembered, worse than I expected. I collapsed against the wall, feeling the sharp pain in my chest numb to a dull thud. My legs didn't seem to take me away fast enough. Too weak, too useless, too broken. My heart hurts, way more than it should have. Each breath a sharp dagger scraping through my lungs. My feet continued their movement, towards the hidden compartment in my dressing room. The moment I twisted the griffin statue, the seemingly ordinary wall slid apart, exposing a dimly lit passageway. The compartment slid back behind, perfectly in place. I rarely enter this place. It was forbidden. My secret, where I hide my demons. Each time I enter here, a piece of my soul is torn away. But I keep coming. Perhaps, it was because it reminded me of him. *****6.30 a.mThe person in the mirror stared back at me. The Zarek Lachlan the world feared and honored. One who wore power like a robe.
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