Todos os capítulos de FIRST NIGHT WITH THE HOCKEY ALPHA : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Lyra“Are you okay?”His voice was deep, steady, but low enough to pull me out of whatever daze I was in. I blinked fast, shaking my head slightly like I’d just been yanked back to earth. My heart skipped.I looked up again. That face. That stupidly perfect face.Nick. The one who dated Rixa, the queen bee of our college, and then dumped her, or maybe she dumped him, depending on who was lying less.What the hell was he doing here?He was still holding me like I might fall again. I pulled away slowly, and his hands slipped off me with a soft heat that lingered longer than it should’ve. He didn’t say anything, just stared at me, that same stupid confident smirk tugging at his lips.I’d known him for years, used to live across from him growing up. Had the biggest crush on him in middle school, back when braces and body spray were still a thing. But I buried that crush ages ago. He was a flirt. A walking red flag in designer clothes. And now he was standing in front of me, smirking like

LyraCould he have found out?Could Nick have told the police?Was this it? The end?My stomach twisted violently. I clutched my bag tighter, fingers trembling as panic crawled up my throat. All I could think about was that damn watch hiding in the side pocket like it was taunting me.“Let’s go meet them,” Mirae said, yanking me to my feet.I couldn’t move. My legs had gone numb. “I… I can’t.”“They asked to speak to everyone in the room.” Her grip tightened. “Come on, Lyra. Just breathe.”Easy for her to say.My chest was tight. The air felt thinner. I didn’t have money for a lawyer, if those police outside are here for me.As she opened the door, my heart pounded so hard it echoed in my ears.Three officers stood in the hallway. Uniforms sharp, expressions unreadable. One had a notepad. Another held something in his hand.I nearly dropped to the floor.“Good evening, ladies,” one said with a polite nod. “We’re here because we’re conducting a search.”Search?My heart stopped.“And…

Nick Her lips parted. Like she wanted to say something. Like she had questions clawing their way up her throat. I saw it in her eyes—the confusion, the fear, the way her body trembled like it didn’t belong to her anymore. I stepped closer, close enough to feel the uneven rhythm of her breath against my skin. Close enough to see the way her pupils shook, struggling to focus on me. I held her gaze and locked into it and then I let it happen. That pull. That shift. That quiet snap in the air when control takes over. “You’ll forget what happened this moment,” I said, my voice low, steady, leaving no room for resistance. “You never saw me here… I never touched you.” Her eyes flickered. Once…..Twice. Then her body went still. She nodded slowly, like a puppet whose strings had just been pulled. And just like that… she was gone. Her knees gave out. “Hey—” I caught her before she hit the ground. Her body fell into mine. My hands tightened around her arms, steadying her weight. My

Lyra “Lyraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa……” The sound dragged through my head like it was coming from underwater—distant, shaky, stretched too thin. My eyes snapped open. Everything was blurry at first. Shapes. Light. Movement. My chest rose sharply as I sucked in air, like I’d been holding my breath for too long. “Oh—you're awake!” The blur cleared into Mirae’s face…too close, too bright, her eyes glassy like she’d been crying. Before I could even process it, she threw her arms around me, hugging me tight. Tight enough to make my ribs ache. “What’s with her…?” The thought came before I could stop it. Something felt off. I pushed lightly against her shoulders, pulling back, my brows knitting together. “Why am I here?” My voice came out rough, like I hadn’t used it in hours. “What is this place?” I looked around. The room wasn’t familiar. It was masculine. Dark walls, minimal furniture, everything neat in a way that didn’t feel lived in. There was a faint scent in the air…something shar

Lyra His face moved so close to mine that my thoughts completely scattered. And stupid me… I closed my eyes. Like that would somehow make this less real. Like if I didn’t see it, it wouldn’t be happening. My fingers curled slightly against the wall behind me, my breath shallow, uneven, my whole body hyper-aware of how close he was. I could feel him. His warmth. His presence. The way the air shifted between us. What are you doing, Lyra? My heart was beating so fast it almost felt embarrassing. Then—A loud bang on the door. My eyes flew open. The sound cut through everything, sharp and sudden, snapping whatever strange moment we were about to fall into. Nick barely had time to turn his head before the door burst open. And then—A punch. It came out of nowhere and landed hard against Nick’s face, the impact loud enough to echo in the room. His head snapped slightly to the side, his body stumbling back a step from the force. My hand flew straight to my mouth. Oh my God. “Are