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CHAPTER 123
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Chasing the Riot: The Alpha's Second Chance CHAPTER 123
Jarrett's pov Telling Marcus Vance you’re marrying his daughter and taking half his hockey franchise isn’t something you prepare for by putting on a tie. But Helena insisted, which meant I spent twenty minutes in front of a mirror in a cabin bathroom trying to reconcile six-foot-three of scar tissue with silk.The drive to the Vance estate was silent. Not the heavy, angry kind of quiet, but the kind where two people are running tactical playbooks in their heads.Helena had her iPad resting on her thigh, the glow lighting up her jaw. "He’s going to attack the equity first," she said, not looking up. "He’ll claim I gave away controlling interest out of emotional fatigue after the Championship.""Can he block it?" I asked, keeping my hands at ten and two on the wheel."Legally? No. The franchise transfer was finalized yesterday when I signed the registry. Financially? He can make life miserable for our line of credit before the board meeting." She finally looked at me, taking in the tie
Chasing the Riot: The Alpha's Second Chance CHAPTER 122
Jarrett's pov I woke up to her ring on my chest.Not Helena. Just the ring. She must have taken it off in the night and set it on my sternum, like she was marking territory.That was very Helena.I could smell coffee and pine and her shampoo on the pillow next to me. The lake outside was that cold, blue morning color that made you want to stay in bed. Or, in my case, get up before she did something crazy like propose back with a Zamboni.She was on the porch in my hoodie, knees tucked up, mug in both hands, watching the fog lift off the water. She turned when she heard the screen door, and her smile hit differently then. Not just soft. Settled."Morning, husband-to-be," she said."Morning, owner." I sat down and stole her coffee. "Did you sleep?""No. I kept waiting to wake up from it. Kept thinking I'd imagined you kneeling on that dock.""You didn't imagine the knee pain, I can promise you that." I winced. "I'm gonna need ice and an apology from this house."She laughed and then di
Chasing the Riot: The Alpha's Second Chance CHAPTER 121
Jarrett's pov The lake doesn't give a damn who we are.That's why I love it.Three weeks ago I couldn't hear myself think. Sirens, confetti cannons, Helena on my shoulders in the middle of downtown with ten thousand people chanting her name, then mine, then ours. RI-OT. HE-LE-NA. The parade float ran out of champagne twice. The Commissioner shook my hand like he hadn't tried to fine me into retirement last season.And now? Now it's just water lapping against the dock, pine trees breathing in the wind, and Helena barefoot in the kitchen of a house that doesn't have a single TV in it. On purpose.We told everyone we were going off-grid for "recovery." No press. No league politics. No agents. Just the two of us and this A-frame lake house her family built in the mountains before the Ironheads were even a sketch on a napkin. The deed still has her grandfather's handwriting on it.She's humming. She never hums unless she thinks no one can hear her."You're burning the steaks, Crown," I ca
Chasing the Riot: The Alpha's Second Chance CHAPTER 120
Helena's pov By 5:00 PM, the sports world had completely exploded.Global news tickers, sports networks, and phone screens across the country broadcast the same breaking headline: 'International Ice Hockey Commission Leader Arrested in Federal Raid.' The news cycle detailed the full dismantling of the syndicate, bringing an end to the dark shadow of corruption that had hovered over the sport for years. The air was cleared. The game was restored.And three hours later, twenty thousand fans jammed into our home arena, creating a deafening wave of gold and blue noise that shook the very foundation of the building.Standing in the tunnel beside the glass as the team skated out for Game 6, I felt the sheer electricity of the arena hum through my boots. There were no tainted hydration packs, no tampered ice systems, no corrupt refereeing rotations, and no syndicate shadows lurking in the penthouse suites. This was pure, unadulterated hockey.From the opening puck drop, the game was a brea
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Jarrett's pov The tether between us screamed.It wasn't a whisper or a distant hum. It was a violent, sharp pulse in the center of my skull that tore me straight out of my pre-game rest. Helena was in the penthouse level of the arena, and the sudden wave of cold, calculated danger radiating across our bond told me everything I needed to know.I didn't wait for elevators or security clearances. I sprinted out of the away locker room, threw open the heavy emergency door, and took the concrete stairwell three steps at a time. My hyper-tuned lungs burned, my heart beating like a war drum in my chest.When I burst through the door to the executive suite corridor on the top floor, four heavy-set men in dark, unmarked tactical suits immediately moved to block the hallway. They weren't arena staff, and they certainly weren't federal marshals. They were private syndicate mercs—Marcus Vance's personal clean-up crew."Hold it right there, Brooks—" one started, reaching inside his jacket.I didn
Chasing the Riot: The Alpha's Second Chance CHAPTER 118
Helena's pov The quiet that settles over an NHL arena at midnight is haunting. The ice sheet, freshly flooded for tomorrow night’s Game 6, gleamed like a silver mirror under the dim emergency lights. But beneath that serene surface, the air was poisoned.I stood inside the Ironheads' private equipment room, holding a sealed, electrolyte-infused hydration pouch up to the light. The liquid inside looked crystal clear, but the handheld chemical analyzer I’d brought from Montreal was flashing a sharp, steady amber.'Wolf-suppressant toxin.'A synthetic derivative of silver nitrate and nightshade, engineered specifically to target hyper-tuned metabolic systems. If Jarrett and the team drank this during high exertion in the first period, it wouldn't just slow them down. It would trigger acute respiratory collapse, masking an intentional assassination as a sudden, tragic medical emergency on live television.My hands trembled with fury, not fear. "He tried to murder them.""Every singl
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