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2025-03-23 21:35:12Rook POV
Getting married without Louise and Amelia didn’t feel right. No matter how much Kade acted like it didn’t matter, I knew it did. So yeah, I snuck Louise out without his mothers approval. And yeah, I didn’t warn him.
He’ll get over it.
I also knew he was worried about Amelia. Every time she said she’s fine or she’s happy over the phone, he knew it was bullshit. People can lie easily when they don’t have to be seen, and Amelia? She’s stubborn as hell, just like Kade.
She’d never admit she needed help. I figured the only way to make her accept it was to get her in front of Kade, let him see for himself. Once she was here, she didn’t stand a chance at hiding the truth.
Harlow grins up at me from where she’s perched in my lap, her tiny hands reaching for the tie on my hoodie. She tugs at it with surprising strength, and I watch as she works to pull it completely
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Rook POV“But… you have Harlow. She’s not eighteen,” Louise argues, crossing her arms as she stares Kade down.“That’s different,” Kade sighs, clearly running low on patience. “Amelia didn’t want her and signed away her rights.”“So, can’t Amelia just tell them I want to stay there and make Mom agree?”Kade groans, rubbing his hands over his face. Louise is relentless, and I kind of love it.“No,” he mutters. “Amelia isn’t old enough to be your guardian. The courts wouldn’t allow it.”She frowns. “But you can.”Dad chuckles from across the room, watching as Kade slowly loses his shit.“No, I can’t,” Kade snaps.“Why?” Louise pushes. “You have Harlow, why not me?”Kade doesn’t answer, because the only thing he can say is that it’s differ
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-23Pucking Forbidden Claim The Day
Kade POVI stare at the suit, the one Rook fucking picked.I told him I would do it, that I could pick my own damn wedding suit, but apparently, I don’t know enough about weddings to be trusted with such an important task. So, he picked it.It’s fine. More than fine. It’s not something ridiculous like I half expected him to try and make me wear. It’s exactly what I would have chosen myself. But that’s not the problem.It’s his choice. His doing.“Are you having second thoughts?”Louise’s voice pulls me from my thoughts, and I turn to find her watching me carefully.“What? No. Why the hell would you think that?” I laugh, but it comes out forced.She raises an eyebrow. “Because it was an hour ago that I came in here and you were sitting in the exact same spot staring at that suit. And now I’m back, and you still haven’t put it on.”An
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-24Pucking Forbidden Claim Wedding
Kade POVThe hockey world dominates one side. Coaches, team executives, top NHL officials. Teammates from both our teams, some grinning like they’re witnessing the greatest inside joke in history, others watching with curiosity. The media is present, though limited, their cameras positioned to capture every moment without getting in the way.Then there’s the other side of the room.Rook’s world.His father’s men, high-ranking associates, powerful business partners. Some of them are older, men who have stood beside Nikolai for years. Others are younger, likely the next in line for leadership in their own organizations. They aren’t here for the spectacle. They’re here because this means something. Because this isn’t just a wedding, it’s an acknowledgment.Nikolai Volkov is making a statement today, ensuring that everyone in this room, and everyone watching from a distance, knows exactly where his son st
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-24Pucking Forbidden Claim Celebrating
Rook POVThe cheers still echo around us, but I barely hear them. All I can focus on is Kade, his breath against mine, the way his fingers tighten on my waist, like he’s still trying to process the fact that this just happened. That he’s stuck with me forever. Poor bastard.Leaning in, I smirk against his lips. “So, Mercer, you gonna cry now, or wait till later when it really hits?”His grip tightens slightly, eyes narrowing. “You’re an asshole, Volkov.”“Technically, we share a last name now,” I correct, grinning wider. “So, does that mean you’re Mercer-Volkov or am I Volkov-Mercer? Or do we just both stick to our own?”“You’re still just Volkov.”“Good, I like my name,” I say smugly. “It suits me. But you, Mercer… you could use a little rebranding. Maybe Volkov suits you better?”Kade groans, shoving me back sligh
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-24Pucking Forbidden Claim Our Day
Rook POVThe moment we step further in, Wes is the first to spot us, raising his drink with a loud whistle. “Well, look who finally showed up! About damn time you locked him down, Volkov!”Smirking, I steer Kade toward them. “Please, Mercer’s been obsessed with me for years. He just wouldn’t admit it.”Kade groans beside me, and Liam claps him on the back. “For real, congrats, man. Can’t believe you’re stuck with this asshole for life, though.”“You and me both,” Kade mutters, though his grip on me doesn’t loosen.Liam shakes his head. “Seriously though, good game the other night. You got lucky.”“Nothing lucky about it.” Kade scoffs.Wes grins. “Yeah? Because from where I was sitting, you looked desperate.”Before Kade can fire back, my father’s voice cuts through the space.“Rook.”
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-24Pucking Forbidden Claim Our Moment
Kade POVThe weight of the chain around my neck feels solid and grounding. It’s not uncomfortable. If anything, it fits. In that room, surrounded by Nikolai’s men, I didn’t feel out of place. Maybe six months ago, I would have. But now? I’ve been working with them, sitting at Nikolai’s table, handling things in the background when needed. Most of the men in that room, I already knew.It wasn’t some dramatic initiation, no life-or-death test. I had already proven myself in ways that mattered. It was more like the final confirmation, an unspoken agreement between me and them. I wasn’t just Rook’s husband now. I was part of this world.And I didn’t mind it.That’s the part that should probably worry me.But I don’t have time to think too hard about it, because the second we step into the reception, the atmosphere shifts. The weight of the ceremony is gone, replaced by n
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-25Pucking Forbidden Claim Happy
Kade POVThe lyrics fill the space between us, but the meaning is already there in his eyes. And fuck, if the lyrics aren't the truth.Rook spins me suddenly, catching me off guard, and I laugh as I nearly stumble. He steadies me, grinning like he planned it.“Dick,” I mutter.“My dick,” he corrects smugly. “And don’t forget it.”I shake my head, but I can’t fight the smile.By the time the song ends, the room erupts into applause, and I barely notice. Because Rook’s still looking at me like I’m the best damn thing he’s ever had.Rook is quiet, too quiet.His hands are steady on me, his grip firm, but there’s none of his usual teasing. No sarcastic comments, no taunts, no attempts to fluster me in front of everyone. Just his eyes locked on mine, serious in a way that makes my chest tighten.I don’t think I’ve ever seen h
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-25Pucking Forbidden Claim Fears
Rook POVKade still clings to me, his head resting against mine, our bodies pressed together like he’s anchoring himself. My grip on him tightens for a moment, grounding both of us in this moment, in what just happened.There was never a doubt in my mind about how I felt about him, but if I’m being honest with myself, really honest. A small part of me had always wondered if he was here because he truly loved me or if it was just comfort, something familiar he had grown used to.I ignored it, shoved it aside every time it tried to creep in, but it was there. Because Kade wasn’t like me. He didn’t say it, didn’t make big, dramatic declarations the way I did. He was stubborn, guarded, always pushing against things that made him vulnerable.But hearing him say it, without a fight, without hesitation, it settled something in me I didn’t even realize was still restless.Eventually, I pull back, letting my arms drop fro
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-25
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Pucking Forbidden Claim Friends
Kade POVI walk towards Tyler. He’s sitting at a table near the back, his drink half-empty in front of him, watching everything but not really part of it. He looks up at me as I walk towards him.It’s been a long time since we’ve really talked. Since that night. Since the mess that followed. Since he ripped the fucking ground out from under me and made me see what I was about to lose.Tyler raises a brow as I sit across from him, setting my drink down on the table. “You avoiding me, Mercer?” he asks, taking a slow sip of his drink.I let out a breath. Yeah okay I've not sat alone with him since all the shit. I barely spoke to him before the game or during it. “Figured it was the other way around.”He watches me for a moment, then shrugs. “I was giving you space. Figured you’d either want to talk or knock my teeth out.”“Not gonna lie, I thought about it.”
Pucking Forbidden Claim Celebrating
Kade POVThe night is loud, chaotic, and a little surreal. I’ve lost count of the number of times someone’s handed me a drink, slapped my back, or said some shit about my legacy on the ice. It should feel like a weight off my shoulders, like the closing of a chapter I was ready to walk away from. And yet, there’s this strange feeling sitting in my chest, like I don’t know what comes next. I do, I just never thought I would be in a place to give up hockey.I watch Rook across the bar, laughing at something one of his teammates said. He looks at home here, like he belongs in this world, like he always did. Maybe that’s what feels so weird, I spent my whole life believing I belonged here too. But now, after everything, I’m not so sure anymore.“Mercer, you look like you’re thinking way too hard for a guy who just won his last game,” Wes says, dropping onto the barstool beside me.I roll m
Pucking Forbidden Claim Night Out
Rook POVAs we step out of the arena, the noise from inside fades behind us. The night air is crisp, the kind that bites at your skin but feels good after being on the ice. Kade walks beside me, his hands shoved into his pockets, his expression still caught somewhere between pissed off and thinking too hard.I nudge him as we head toward the car. “You ready for this?”He shoots me a look. “For what?”“The part where everyone gets drunk in your honor,” I smirk. “You should feel special.”“Right, because I’m sure that’s exactly why they’re drinking,” he mutters. “Not because they’re thrilled I’m finally out of their way.”I shrug. “A little of both, probably.”He huffs out a breath, shaking his head, but I catch the flicker of amusement in his eyes. He’s still brooding about the game, about how I let
Pucking Forbidden Claim The Best
Rook POVI get myself sorted, half expecting to get outside and find Kade gone, only he’s leaning against the wall, his arms crossed like he’s sulking.Nudging him, I smile. “Alright, you want the fucking truth you moody asshole?”“You and the truth?” He laughs shaking his head like that’s crazy.“I don’t lie, you know that.” Moving, I stand in front of him, my hands pressing against the wall beside his head. “Harlow is watching, she knows it’s your last fucking game.”He looks at me, confused. “Right, so what?”Rolling my eyes, I step closer. “She idolises you, and the fact you’re the best hockey player. She gets to see you how she believes you, as the best at hockey, at fucking everything.”He just stares at me, so I keep going.“She gets to see her dad winning, Kade,” I say, my voice quieter now. “Not
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Kade POVI let out a frustrated groan, gripping his jersey tighter. “You tripped over your own fucking skates! I swear to god, Rook, it wasn’t even convincing!”“It was fast! People will think I hit a rough patch of ice or something.”“There was no rough patch! We play on pro-maintained ice!”“Well, then I guess I’m just that clumsy,” he deadpans.I stare at him, my entire body vibrating with frustration. “You are so fucking lucky I love you, because I swear to god—”He smirks again. “Oh, I know.”I groan again, pressing my forehead against his chest for a moment before shoving myself off him. “Unbelievable,” I mutter as I pull him up with me.“You’re welcome,” he says, still grinning, and I glare at him.“You are never pulling that shit again.”“Well this was the last game, so
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Kade POVMy body aches, exhaustion creeping in with every shift. Rook wasn’t wrong, I’m not as good as I used to be. And somehow, he’s gotten better. No matter how much I push, how hard I skate, he’s always a step ahead, like he’s been waiting for this exact moment to turn the tables on me.Now I get how he fucking felt all those years.I glance across the ice at him. He’s muttering something under his breath, probably chirping me from the penalty box. I can’t hear him over the crowd, but I know it’s about me slacking off. Maybe because I winked at him, knowing it would throw him off just enough to make him lose his focus.Except he didn’t lose it.We’re not winning this.I was so sure I could beat Rook like I always did, so sure I could just show up and still take him down. I didn’t even try to train these past few days. That was my mistake.The whistl
Pucking Forbidden Claim Feeling Like Us
Rook POVThe last few days have been good. Kade has barely worked, giving himself real time to heal. I’ve purposely gone to train, making sure he has time alone with Harlow.He needs it. So every now and then, I fake that I have to train and head to the rink. Sure, I train, but not every single day. This is about giving him time with her, time they both need.“Have you decided?” My dad walks in, looking between us.“Does it really make a difference?” I ask. To me, it doesn’t matter whether Kade and I arrive together or not.“You’ve got to consider it. Are you going there together, as partners? Or are you showing up separately, like the rivals you’ve always been?”Kade smirks. “Maybe separate cars. Something tells me Rook won’t handle losing well.”He has no fucking idea.“Plus, I’m not sure I’ll want to sit in a car
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Kade POVRook walks beside me, his hands are shoved in his pockets, and he has that smug little smirk still on his face. “You really thought they wouldn’t bring up our marriage?” he teases.I huff. “I don’t know why they care so much. It’s not like you’re some fucking trophy wife.”He gasps dramatically. “Excuse you, I am a fucking prize.”I roll my eyes, but I don’t fight the grin tugging at my lips.As we reach the doors leading to the ice rink, I hear the sound of skates carving into the ice. Laughter echoes, followed by Rose’s voice giving encouragement. I step inside, and my eyes immediately find Harlow.She’s on the ice, her tiny form skating with ease, stick in hand, guiding the puck forward.I stop walking.Rook keeps going, not noticing until he glances back at me. “What?”I gesture toward the rink. “She’s... ac
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Kade POVI walk into the stadium, Rook right beside me. We brought Harlow along, and she and Rose are going to skate for a bit. It gives her something to do, and afterward, we can join her as well.“So, no punching people, right?” Rook glances at me.“You are telling me?” I scoff. “I am pretty sure you would be the one to punch a reporter, not me.”His head tilts slightly, a smirk playing on his lips. “I don’t know. You have always hated them, but now you can punch them, and it doesn’t even matter. You’re quitting, what are they going to do? Force you to play more as punishment?”Rolling my eyes, I shove him, but he barely moves. Instead, he wraps his arms around me, pulling me in tight.“I’m offended, Mercer. Look at you, shoving me,” he teases, his grip tightening. “You should be glad the cameras didn’t catch it... Abuse. Damn,
