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Chapter 17

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VALENTINA

Seeing the absolute shock on Harold’s face when Horace told him not to touch me was the highlight of my day. I couldn't hold back the smirk, it was a victory more satisfying than any trophy.

As we turned away, Horace’s hand remained firmly on my waist. His palm was large and warm, his fingers splayed across my side in a possessive grip. We weren't just walking, we were making a statement.

We moved through the tunnel toward the ice. The sound hit me first, a deafening roar that made t
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  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 19

    VALENTINAI stood there for fifteen minutes, frozen like the ice in front of me. Around me, staff were cleaning up and fans were filing out, but I couldn't move. My mind was a mess. How was I supposed to fix this?Harold’s lie was perfect. It was a poison that went straight for Horace’s weakest spot. Horace had warned me. He had told me to stay away from Harold, but I hadn't listened. I had gone to his home, I had let Harold kiss me, and now, sex? The thought made me feel sick. I would never let Harold touch me like that again, but in Horace’s eyes, I was already guilty. And the mention of Deja? That was the killing blow. Bringing her name into this made everything feel ten times worse. I was in total denial, hoping that if I just waited long enough, Horace would come back out and tell me he knew it was a lie. But he didn't."I have to find him," I whispered to the empty air. I couldn't let Harold win.I made my way out, my legs feeling like lead. I bumped into Jude and a few other t

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 18

    VALENTINA I sat back, my face flushed and my lips stinging from his kiss. Across the ice, Harold looked like he was about to have a heart attack. He was screaming something at his teammates, his hands shaking.The first period was ending, and the masterpiece of revenge was more beautiful than I had ever imagined."Twenty minutes down," I murmured. "Forty to go."The game moved at a heart-pounding pace. Before the first period could even end, Horace took the puck again. This time, he didn't do it alone. He traded quick, sharp passes with his teammate, Jude, cutting through the Vipers' defense. With one final, brutal shot, Horace buried the puck into the net for his third goal.The buzzer sounded, signaling the start of the intermission. The Ravagers' fans were screaming, their voices shaking the very foundation of the stadium.As the ice cleared and the players headed to the tunnels for their break, I stayed on the bench. I was buzzing with adrenaline until I saw a flash of green.Har

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 17

    VALENTINASeeing the absolute shock on Harold’s face when Horace told him not to touch me was the highlight of my day. I couldn't hold back the smirk, it was a victory more satisfying than any trophy. As we turned away, Horace’s hand remained firmly on my waist. His palm was large and warm, his fingers splayed across my side in a possessive grip. We weren't just walking, we were making a statement.We moved through the tunnel toward the ice. The sound hit me first, a deafening roar that made the floor vibrate beneath my boots. Then came the lights, swept across the stands, shining on the fans dressed in Ravagers colors."RAVAGERS! RAVAGERS!" The chant was like a heartbeat. Huge screens above the center ice showed the team logo, a snarling wolf and then, the camera found us.The stadium went from a roar to a collective gasp. The big screen filled with a high-definition shot of Horace, the star captain, and me, the girl in his jersey."Stay with me," Horace said, his voice cutting thro

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 16

    VALENTINAHarold stopped pacing, and there was something desperate in his expression, a flicker of the old Harold I used to love, but it was buried under layers of ego."I had to see you, Val," he said, taking a step toward me. "I haven't slept. Not after seeing you.""That doesn’t explain why you’re here, Harold," I snapped. My heart was pounding, not from love, but from the sheer panic that Zuria might walk in. She had no patience for ghosts, and Harold was the biggest one I had.A wave of nausea hit me as I remembered yesterday, the kiss, the soft words of forgiveness I’d whispered. What was I thinking? I must have been out of my mind. That moment of weakness had clearly given him the audacity to think he could just walk back into my life as if he hadn't gutted it."Harold, you need to leave. Now.""I’ve been calling you, Val..." He tried to close the gap between us."No. I mean it. Get out. What do you even want?"He hesitated, his eyes darting around the room before settling back

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 15

    VALENTINAThe silence that followed Elisha’s arrival was heavy. Horace didn't move. In fact, he did the opposite of what I expected, he stayed exactly where he was. His fingers remained buried deep inside me, a possessive and silent claim that made my breath hitch. He wasn't hiding. He was making her watch.I could see the fire in Elisha’s eyes, a mix of shock and pure jealousy. I wanted her to leave. I wanted her to bolt out the door and disappear so we could go back to what we were doing. Every second his hand stayed still within me, the ache in my core grew. I didn't want it to stop. I didn't want the night to end.“You’re a mess,” Lita’s voice rang in my head, dripping with her usual wolfish attitude. “A horny mess. But don't worry, I'm just as pissed as you are.”“Am I really this loose?” I replied to her, feeling the weight of the moment.“Yes, you are,” she confirmed with a laugh. “But he’s our mate. There’s no such thing as being too loose for him.”Finally, Horace slowly with

  • The ice reaper and His blonde obsession    Chapter 14

    VALENTINAHorace didn't hesitate. He stepped into the pool, the blue light rippling against his tensed muscles. He moved inside, the water swirling around his waist as he focused entirely on me."So," I teased, with a playful tone. “I cupped my hand and splashed a bit of water into his face, watching the droplets bead on his skin. "So are you going to tell me what else is in that little contract?"He wiped the water from his eyes, his expression unreadable but intense. "You’ll know when you see it.""When?" I pushed, drifting backward through the water, leading him on."Later," he replied. He didn't stop moving until the distance between us was nearly gone. "So… how are you so good at this game?"I blinked, caught off guard. "What game?""Hockey," he said, his eyes locking onto mine with a serious curiosity. "I’ve seen how you reconstructed Harold’s entire playstyle. You’re better than most professional scouts."I felt a pang of pride, mixed with the old ache of memory. "My dad," I ex

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