All Chapters of Owned on the Ice M/M Romance: Chapter 461 - Chapter 468

Jamie’s legs were trembling as he crossed the parking lot toward Max’s car. Every step felt unsteady, like the adrenaline that had kept him upright through the meeting was now draining away all at once, leaving him shaky and raw. His heart was still hammering, his palms clammy.Max spotted him through the windshield and smiled at first — that easy, warm curve of his mouth that always made Jamie’s stomach flip. But as Jamie got closer, the smile faded completely. Max’s expression shifted into sharp concern. He was out of the car in seconds, long strides closing the distance fast.“Jamie,” Max said, voice low and urgent. His hands came up to grip Jamie’s shoulders, green eyes scanning his face. “You’re so pale. What the hell happened in there?”Jamie forced a nervous smile, the adrenaline still buzzing under his skin. “I’m fine. Really. It’s fine.”Max didn’t look convinced. He helped Jamie into the passenger seat with steady hands, then crouched beside the open door, palm resting on

Max pushed open the door to the Wolf Den on Sunday morning, the familiar smell of stale beer, sweaty gear, and cheap cologne hitting him like a wave. Dane was still living here on the thinnest ice imaginable. Coach Larsson was actively looking for any excuse to kick his ass out. Thankfully, the house was quiet — Dane was out, probably sulking somewhere.Max headed upstairs to grab the last of his things. He wasn’t ready to move everything into Jamie’s dorm yet — he didn’t want to completely overwhelm the guy’s tiny, perfectly organized room. But he’d already added enough of his own mess to what had once been the neatest space Max had ever seen. Still, Jamie seemed to like having him there now that everything was out in the open.He packed quickly: a couple more protein bars, his favorite shaker bottle, a spare hoodie, and the last of his good socks. He dug through the kitchen cupboards for the big tub of protein powder he knew he’d left behind.It’d been buried and shoved to the back

The kiss started soft, grateful and sweet.Jamie leaned across the console, heart still racing from the skating lesson and the surprise of the Korean BBQ, and poured everything he felt into it. Max made a low, surprised sound that quickly turned into a groan, one big hand sliding into Jamie’s hair to hold him closer. The kiss deepened, turning heated and hungry. Tongues tangled, breaths grew short, and Jamie’s hands fisted in Max’s shirt as he tried to climb closer.Max’s other hand slid under Jamie’s hoodie, palm hot against bare skin, thumb brushing over the sensitive spot just above his hipbone. Jamie whimpered into the kiss, pressing closer, the confined space of the car only making everything feel more intense. Max’s grip tightened, pulling Jamie half into his lap, desperate, full of weeks of built-up tension.Things escalated fast. The sun was low but definitely not gone, golden light spilling across them, making everything feel dangerously exposed and thrilling at the same

The restaurant was warm and inviting, filled with the sizzle of meat on tabletop grills and the savory aroma of garlic, sesame, and gochujang. Jamie felt a rush of nostalgia as they were led to a quiet booth in the corner. The place had that authentic feel — wooden tables with built-in grills, paper menus, and little dishes of banchan already waiting.Jamie slid into the booth, still riding the high from the day. Max sat right beside him instead of across, their thighs pressing together under the table. The closeness made Jamie’s skin tingle.“So,” Jamie said, smiling as he pointed to the grill, “this is how Korean BBQ works. You cook everything at the table. They bring the meat and veggies, and you grill it yourself. I’ll do the vegetarian stuff over here.” He gestured to one side of the round grill. “You can have that section for meat.”Max watched him with open fascination as Jamie explained the kimchi, seasoned spinach, bean sprouts, and how to wrap the grilled items in lettuce w