MasukEthan 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
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POVFinally, it's morning.I took a deep breath, and my eyes fluttered open.The scorching sunlight streaming through the open curtains pierced my eyes like a thousand needles, and I quickly shut them, terrified I'd lose my eyesight.“What time is it? Aren't we in the morning? Why is the sun burning me?” I mumbled, rolling on my bed because I felt uncomfortable.I placed my pillow over my face to block out the light.I didn’t want to get up. My limbs felt heavy, and my eyes burned from rubbing them all night. I couldn’t sleep, so I kept tossing and turning until early morning. My neck was stiff, and every joint in my body ached.I lay there for five more minutes… or maybe twenty. Time felt useless to me. My phone buzzed. I ignored it, but it buzzed again and again. I groaned, dragged the pillow off my face, and blindly swiped at the nightstand. The screen lit up. 10:32 AM. My stomach flipped, and I sat up too fast. The room spun. My neck screamed, my joints
Ethan Oliver Harrison’s POVThe applause for the awards was still going on when I stood up. I didn’t remember deciding to stand. My body just… moved.“Ethan,” Daniel called softly, but I walked past him.I couldn’t sit there any longer. Not after that speech. Not after that look on Noah’s face. Not
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV“He's gay? And he plays sports? What a pervert!” One of the baseball players said, and his teammates nodded in agreement with him.I felt embarrassed, not because of my sexuality, but because I was becoming the real center of attention. I looked down the hall, and I saw
Kane Hau Alexander's POVI looked at the six people in the restaurant, and I smirked. They actually chose the wrong time to mess around.Crazy people think that they are ruthless narcissists, but only because they haven't met a psychopath… oh, I meant sociopath.When I was ten years old, my parents
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POVHe pouted his red lips, and his eyes squinted, wrinkling his nose. His hands were on his waist, and he looked wet from playing in the ocean. His long hair was let down, and the wind carried it.He must have noticed that I was staring because he turned to face me, his bro







