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Craving The Enemy CHAPTER 84
CHAPTER 84TYLER The Reyes mansion was too quiet.I’d always hated that. Silence here didn’t mean peace. It meant control.I pushed open the double doors and felt the sting on my cheek again. The echo of his hand was still there, hot, raw. I’d stopped touching it halfway back in the car because every time I did, I wanted to break. And if there’s one thing Antonio Reyes never allowed in his house, it was breaking.His study door was cracked when I passed it. I didn’t step inside. I didn’t need another reminder.“You’ll quit hockey. You’ll work at the company.” His voice still replayed in my head, steel pressed against my spine.So I’d nodded. Because what else could I do?And he’d leaned back in his leather chair, like a king giving mercy. “Good decision. About time you stopped wasting everyone’s resources.”That was it. No warmth. No pride. Just the cold approval of a man who saw me as an investment.I made it to my room without running. Barely. My hands were trembling when I shut th
Craving The Enemy CHAPTER 83
CHAPTER 83TYLERI wasn’t fully asleep. That in–between state where your body drifts but your mind still clings to fragments of the world around you. Tyler’s body was warm against mine, his breath uneven against my chest.And then I heard it.Soft. Shaky. Broken.“It’s over.”My eyes snapped open in the dark, but I didn’t move. My chest tightened so hard I thought it would split.Tyler’s voice cracked, so low I almost thought I imagined it.“I love you, Mason Williams Grant.”Every muscle in me froze. The words I’d begged for, dreamed about, clung to. And he said them—only when he thought I was asleep. Only when he thought it was safe.My throat closed. Tears burned behind my eyes. God, it hurt—because the way he said it wasn’t a beginning. It was an ending.I wanted to grab him, pull him back down, kiss him until he admitted it to my face. Until he believed we weren’t over. But I stayed still.I stayed still because I knew—Tyler Reyes never said something like that unless he was abou
Craving The Enemy CHAPTER 82
CHAPTER 82MASONI couldn’t sit in that locker room any longer. Couldn’t breathe knowing Tyler was somewhere out there, unraveling, while I sat like a coward.So I found him.He was outside, hunched on a bench near the far edge of the retreat grounds, hoodie pulled up like armor, fingers tangled in his hair. For a moment, I just watched him—because even broken, he was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.“Tyler,” I said softly.His head shot up. His eyes were red, raw, and the sight punched me right in the chest. “What are you doing here?” he muttered.“Looking for you.” I shoved my hands in my pockets so he wouldn’t see them shaking. “Always looking for you.”He scoffed, but it cracked halfway through. “Don’t, Mason. Don’t say things like that.”I sat beside him anyway. Close enough that our knees brushed. “You think I can just stop?”His throat worked. He stared at the ground, voice low and jagged. “I don’t know how to fight him. My dad. I can’t breathe without hearing his voice
Craving The Enemy CHAPTER 81
CHAPTER 81I’d called Tyler ten times. Ten. Each one straight to voicemail. By the fifth, my chest had already started tightening; by the tenth, I was pacing the retreat lounge like a caged animal.“Pick up, Reyes,” I muttered into the silence of the ringtone. “Please.”The guys were sprawled across the couches, tension thick in the air. Avery kept glancing at me like he wanted to say something but didn’t dare. Liam was bouncing his knee so fast the table shook.Then some idiot—one of the extra players brought in to “observe,” I couldn’t even remember his damn name—snorted. “He always acted like he was too big for this team. Guess he got what he deserved.”I froze.Before I could even take a step, Malik was already on his feet, towering over him like a storm.“What the fuck did you just say?” Malik’s voice was low, dangerous.The kid swallowed. “I didn’t mean—”But Malik wasn’t hearing it. His fist connected with the guy’s jaw so hard the sound echoed. The kid stumbled back, clutching
Craving The Enemy CHAPTER 80
CHAPTER 80TYLERMy phone buzzed the second I slipped into the hallway, away from the chaos of celebration. I didn’t even need to look at the caller ID.Pa.My stomach bottomed out.I answered anyway. “Hello—”“Now.” His voice was low, lethal. “Come home. Immediately.”“Pa—”“Do not argue with me, Tyler.” The snap in his tone made my chest cave. “Your driver is waiting outside. Get in the car.”The line went dead.I wanted to vomit.By the time I pulled into our driveway, the gates opening like jaws ready to swallow me whole, my heart had already built a permanent residence in my throat. The Reyes house looked as intimidating as ever — massive glass windows, spotless lawn, security at every corner. All that money, all that power… and it still never felt like home.My mom was waiting in the foyer, small and delicate in her silk blouse, her hands wringing the edge of her sleeves.“Tyler,” she breathed, relief and worry tangled in her voice. She tried to hug me, but before I could even l
Craving The Enemy CHAPTER 79
CHAPTER 79TYLERBy morning drills, my legs were screaming, but it wasn’t the ache that got to me. It was Markus.He strolled across the rink like he owned the ice, his stupid cologne carrying before his voice did. “Reyes,” he called out, just as I finished a sprint, lungs burning. “You know…” His tone was smooth, casual — too casual. “There’s always a chance not everyone makes the final cut.”I straightened, stick clutched so tight I thought it might snap. “Yeah. I know how it works.”He smiled, sharp and deliberate. “Some players just have natural chemistry. The kind the team can’t ignore.” His eyes slid past me, locking on Mason, who was stretching by the boards, sweat dripping down his neck.My stomach dropped.Was he saying Mason was safe — and I wasn’t?I muttered, “Got it,” and pushed off, skating to the other side before I said something I couldn’t take back.Later that evening, the coaches announced a “farewell dinner” in the retreat hall. It was supposed to be classy — the l
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