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CHAPTER FORTY ONE: THE INVITATION
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Crossing The Line With My Hockey Stepbrother CHAPTER FORTY THREE: THE FROSTMOON FESTIVAL
ElizabethBreathe Liz. Breathe.I looked perfect in my white and gold waterfall lace, resting softly against my skin. The bodice hugged me just right, the skirts flowed freely and the gold embroidery caught every stray beam light.My hair was pinned up in an elegant swirl the prep ladies called ‘regal’. My makeup was immaculate, I had to admit - soft eyes, glowing cheeks, lips painted the exact shade that complemented the masterpiece. Any of my shoes, pinchy as they were, completed the image of my half of the Frostmoon Pair.I knew I looked flawless. But each layer or clothing, each stroke of the brush on my face, each fold in my hair all seemed to cease the air around me. I couldn’t breathe.The perfection itself was suffocating. I pressed a hand over my stomach, willing the nerves, the dread, the weight of everything to settle, but it didn’t.Instead, I felt the quiet collapse of my soul. I had been under too much pressure for too long, which was all the more reason I couldn’t falte
Crossing The Line With My Hockey Stepbrother CHAPTER FORTY TWO: THE LUXURY OF TRUST
PhillipThis was the worst practice yet. I knew it the moment Coach blew the final whistle and stared straight at me like I’d personally offended hockey as a sport.The guys slowed, some pretending to retie laces so they wouldn’t have to walk past him while he was simmering. I wasn’t that lucky.“CARTER!” he barked and I cringed. Between him and me was a distance availing me forty seconds to think of another excuse for my tardiness. Again.I knew I hadn’t been myself. I knew I hadn’t been playing as good as I could, as good as I wanted to. But how could I when I was thinking of everything but.Elizabeth never texted after that call. I heard the tremble in her voice and felt her fear and it killed me that I couldn’t do anything about it. The more the pieces aligned, the more it pointed in their direction and it terrified me because she was right in their midst.My mind swung right back to the East Ridge attack. How close I’d been - this close - to getting real answers. If they hadn’
Crossing The Line With My Hockey Stepbrother CHAPTER FORTY ONE: THE INVITATION
ElizabethI picked up on the first ring.“Liz? Are you okay?” His voice sounded rough, tired, yet still the safest sound in the world.“I should be asking you, Phillip,” I whispered, curling up to the head of my bed. “Reagan told Justin you were lucky they found you at the East Ridge. Why were you there?”He exhaled sharply, like he wasn’t expecting that to be the first thing out of my mouth. But I was concerned. No, afraid. Deathly afraid that I could have lost the only reason I was still breathing and enduring the torment that was my life right now.“I’m fine. I’m healing fast. I swear.” He paused before speaking again, softer. “I was also worried about you, Liz. Reagan didn’t tell me anything, but he kinda let it slip. Are you okay?”Heat prickled behind my eyes. “It wasn’t.. I just got overwhelmed,” I murmured. “The Frostmoon prep.. the questions.. it was just getting to me. That’s all.”“You’re tired.”“I am.” I breathed. “Tired of pretending. Tired of being careful. I keep feel
Crossing The Line With My Hockey Stepbrother CHAPTER FORTY: TARGET
PhillipI was at the health centre for another day before the doctors agreed to discharge me. Dad had already packed my things. He didn’t let me touch anything as we made our way to the car. The ride home was mostly silent. He kept his eyes on the road and both hands fastened to the steering, never glancing at me even once. And for that, I was truly thankful.I had already believed that the silence would subsist till we got home, but alas, I was wrong. He first broke the silence with a sigh, relieving the steering wheel of just one hand so he could rub the side of his face.“What were you thinking, Phillip?” he started, “You don’t get what you want so you run off and try to get yourself killed?”I knew to remain quiet till he got it all out.“When I go the call that you were found unconscious, I ran down, having no clue in the world what to do. I was confused and afraid, seeing you lie there lifeless.” His voice began to crack and I couldn’t help but marvel at what came close to the
Crossing The Line With My Hockey Stepbrother CHAPTER THIRTY NINE: THE REHEARSAL
ElizabethI had put more effort in preparing for this one Frostmoon Festival, than I had in every other festival I had attended since I could remember. I always thought it was the most beautiful thing the pack ever did; celebrating strength, culture, unity and love. That is, until today.Being behind the scenes was a real eye opener. Maybe it was once about love and togetherness, but now it was about perfection and performance. I guess I was used to it, having a mother like mine, still it was saddening.It didn’t help that my head was pounding like I was constantly hit with a tiny hammer. I was barely able to stand for five minutes, and I had to perform a full twenty-step routine with Anthony. Goddess help me.The chandeliers of the Pack Hall glimmered with icy blue light, reflecting off marble floors. White drapes rippled along the walls like ghostly sails, and the air smelled faintly of pine resin and ceremonial incense.The Pair Rehearsal was mandatory for all chosen representativ
Crossing The Line With My Hockey Stepbrother CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT: HUNTING PATTERNS
PhillipThe more I thought about it, the more foolish it sounded. I knew it was stupid, but I was already paranoid. I already searched deep for more information. I already stared at the crest on the table by my bed every morning for so long that it seemed like I was praying to the thing.In the middle of the night, it hit me like a revelation. If I couldn’t find anything in the papers, then I’d have to go to the fields. I had to take this investigation to the place where it all began. I entertained the crazy idea the whole day. Forrest paced inside me, torn between scepticism and curiosity. And by nightfall, I was resolved.Are you sure about this? He asked as I got ready.Obviously not. But I can’t let it go. Besides, what’s the worst that could happen?I was to report with my team at the West ridge in an hour. The plan was simple. Check out the other Ridges for similar marks or patterns and then head back before patrol begins. By the time I reached the East Ridge border, my lungs
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