LOGINFLASHBACKEthan Oliver Harrison’s POVThe message was sent with a soft vibration.I stared at the screen for a few seconds after it disappeared, my thumb still hovering uselessly over the keyboard.That was the fifth one today.I slowly lowered the phone into my lap and rubbed my face with my free hand. My room was dark except for the light from the screen and the faint glow coming from outside the window.The phone didn’t even feel real to me.I’d bought it three towns away using cash because I was paranoid someone would somehow trace it back to me. The phone had no personal accounts, no contacts, and nothing connected to Ethan Harrison, captain of Team Canada.Still, my heart wouldn’t calm down. It felt ridiculous when I really thought about it.Kane had posted a public number online earlier that morning. Thousands of people were probably messaging him right now. Fans, reporters pretending to be fans, girls asking him to marry them, and guys begging for signed jerseys.My messages w
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV The shadows were the only reason I hadn’t been caught yet. Even then, they felt unreliable tonight.I stayed several steps behind Kane, keeping my head low whenever we passed under streetlights or security cameras. My shoes scraped lightly against the pavement as I moved from one pillar to another, trying not to lose sight of him.A few of the coaches were following him too. I recognized them immediately by the way they hovered nearby without getting too close, like they were waiting for him to snap at them.Which he eventually did.“I said I want to be alone.”His voice carried across the parking lot. Calm, but sharp enough to make all three men stop walking. They exchanged glances before reluctantly turning back toward the arena.I stayed where I was behind the wall, barely breathing. Because technically, he hadn’t been talking to me.Fans started flooding out of the main entrance soon after, loud and excited, their phones already raised. Kane didn’t ack
Kane Hau Alexander's POV FLASHBACK CONTINUES:My grandfather stood up from the chair, and slowly moved towards me, his walking cane hitting the ground, and making a tiny squeal.“I have known about Ethan for a while, Hau. Probably before you even noticed him,” Alexander Sr said, looking at Nameless and shaking his head.“That's impossible. There's no way someone like you would be interested in Oli—Ethan,” I replied and stood up.My body's frame was positioned in front of my dog, shielding it.Alexander Senior scoffed. “There's no need to protect the dog. It's dead. No, it's been dead for years, you just finally come to acceptance,” he whispered, with a menacing smile.I grimaced, and for the first time in years, hatred controlled my heart, and I wished I could take a sharp object, and cut away my grandfather's ugly smile.“I treated you with respect, grandfather. I listened to you, and I made sure that I took your advice very seriously. But you…” I paused and took a quick glance at N
Kane Hau Alexander's POVYou're probably wondering why I acted that way.He left the ice, abandoning his teammates like an entitled brat.Well, I'm technically an entitled brat. But that wasn't why I left the ice.Let me show you my side of the story. Let's go back to how the dinner ended that day.***FLASHBACK TO DINNER NIGHT:My grandfather's message came in, he sent me a menacing sentence, that I'd soon lose the most important person in my life. He also sent me a picture of my dog, Nameless.The same dog that suddenly disappeared on my birthday years ago. My dog was covered in bruises and blood.Something about all this made me restless, and the next message that entered from an unknown number confirmed my fear. It was concerning my boyfriend. Something about hurting him if he doesn't behave himself.I left my parents' house in a hurry, and I entered my car, driving as if nothing else mattered.My hands were shivering, and I felt cornered and useless.I couldn't imagine getting Et
Carl's POVI watched Kane as he ran off. I wanted to go after him, but I changed my mind. He looked like he needed some space.Moreover, the three coaches following him were more than enough.My eyes lingered on his retreating figure, before finally settling on Daniel.Daniel's eyebrows were raised, and he looked confused, but it quickly turned to relief. He looked at Ethan, and I noticed how pale Ethan was.“Didn't he sleep all night? I have given him all the bargaining chips needed, why is he still restless?” I furrowed my brows, watching Ethan closely.After a while, Ethan carefully looked around, then secretly walked out of the ice.“Where's he going? What's going on?” I wondered.I didn't bother following him, and my attention was back to what actually mattered, Daniel.“Do you want to follow him out?” I whispered in Daniel's ear.His eyes widened like those of a kid caught stealing.“No. No, of course not. Why would I do that? He's just my teammates,” he stuttered, looking aroun
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV“What are you staring at?” Daniel asked, trying to see what I was looking at.I furrowed my brows, feigning ignorance. “Staring? Who is staring? I wasn't staring,” I replied and quickly looked away.Daniel looked unconvinced, but he shrugged, and we went to join our other teammates.Roger’s eyes were red, and he looked like he hadn't slept. Coach Marshall stood by his side, but he looked more relaxed.“Is Marshall aware of your parents' plan? He looks too peaceful,” I said to Derrick, my eyes scrutinizing the smile on our coach's face.Derrick looked surprised, and he looked at Marshall for a while. “Yeah, he is. We planned everything together.I blinked. For a second, I thought I misheard him.“You… what?” I asked quietly, my voice barely above a whisper.Derrick didn’t look at me immediately. His gaze stayed on the ice, watching the players run drills like this was just another normal morning.“We planned everything together,” he repeated, calmer this tim
FIVE YEARS AGO Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV The 2012 Rookie season began five months ago, but I was unable to attend the first training because of the bad blood between Lambert Clementine and me. Coach Marshall, Canada's hockey rookie manager, was on Lambert's side, and he didn't care even when I
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POVIt was meant to be a 'thank you’ hug, but Kane tightened his arms around me and he hugged me more intimately.We stayed in that position for what felt like hours, and my lower half was starting to think of something unholy.So, I kissed him. It was a brief, in-the-moment
Ethan Oliver Harrison's Point of View:I threw the last of my suitcase into my booth, ignoring the ‘fragile please be careful’ label. My blood was boiling, and I just wanted to get away from everyone as quickly as possible. I had thought that my encounter with Lambert was a nightmare, but after re
Kane Hau Alexander's POVPRESENT (Three days after the weekend)"No! Come on!" I growled, hitting my fist on the wall. My eyes were fixed on the television screen.I leaned forward on the couch, my elbows resting on my knees as the sports channel replayed the moment again. Ethan’s stick swung acros







