All Chapters of Pucked by Alphas: The Omega Hockey Tomboy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ANTALYA'S POVI didn't want to think about what would happen then.The training session finally ended, and I watched with overwhelming relief as Dominic shook hands with Coach Martinez and made his way toward the exit. His eyes swept over the team one final time, lingering on me for a heart-stopping moment, before he disappeared through the doors.He's gone. Thank God, he's actually gone."That was close," Raymond muttered as we gathered our equipment. "Too fucking close.""Do you think he suspected anything?" I asked, my voice still shaking."I don't know," Raymond replied grimly. "But we can't take any chances. You need to stay in the room until he's completely off campus."The room. Safe, enclosed walls where Dominic can't find me.The other players were chattering excitedly about meeting the famous Alpha Blackwood, but all I wanted was to get as far away from here as possible. My hands trembled as I packed my gear, every shadow making me jump.Just get back to the room. Lock the d

ANTALYA'S POVRaymond was wrong. There are no rules when it comes to Dominic Blackwood."You're lying," I said through the door, though my voice trembled with uncertainty. "You wouldn't kill your own brother."Dominic's laughter was cold and sharp, like broken glass. "Oh, my sweet, naive little wolf. You really don't understand the kind of family you're marrying into, do you?"Marrying into. Not if I have anything to say about it."I'm not marrying anyone," I said, forcing strength into my voice. "Especially not you.""We'll see about that," Dominic replied smoothly. "But first, let's address this little fantasy you have about Raymond protecting you."He's trying to get into my head. I won't let him."It's not a fantasy," I said defiantly. "Raymond cares about me.""Raymond cares about everyone," Dominic said with disdain. "It's his greatest weakness. And it's going to get him killed if he keeps interfering with what's mine."What's his. Like I'm some kind of possession."I don't belo

ANTALYA'S POVAnd just like that, everything's gotten even more complicated."Raymond, stop!" I shouted, skating toward the tangled mess of bodies on the ice. "You're going to get suspended!"Derek was trying to crawl away while holding his bleeding nose, and Jake was still pinned under Raymond's weight. The other players had formed a circle around the fight, some cheering, others looking uncomfortable.This is exactly the kind of attention we don't need."Get off him!" I grabbed Raymond's arm, trying to pull him back. "It's not worth it!""Yes, it is," Raymond snarled, but he allowed me to help him to his feet. "Nobody talks about you like that."About me. He's defending my honor when I'm supposed to be a man.As I helped Raymond straighten his jersey, something made me look up toward the viewing area above the rink. My blood turned to ice when I saw a familiar figure standing at the glass, watching the scene below with obvious amusement.Dominic.He was leaning casually against the

ANTALYA’S POVWhen I finally blinked awake, my head felt heavy and my throat was dry. Strange shadows danced on the dark, expensive walls. This wasn’t my room at the academy. I sat up, clutching the sheets to my chest, heart drumming in my ears.A chair scraped. I snapped my gaze to the figure sitting in the corner—Dominic. His eyes were ice-cold as he watched me.“Sleep well, Antalya?” Dominic’s voice was smooth, lazy, but there was danger underneath. “Or should I call you my runaway bride?”I scowled, wrapping the blanket tighter. “Where am I? What have you done?”He stood, his tall frame blocking the only door. “You’re in my house, where you belong. I brought you here myself.” His eyes raked over me, making me feel bare, even though I was fully dressed.“I don’t belong to you,” I spat. “Let me out.”He just chuckled and walked over, grabbing my wrist before I could react. “Still feisty,” he murmured, tugging me up and pressing me to the bed. His hands were strong, holding me down w

ANTALYA'S POVI barely noticed the days passing as I sulked inside Dominic’s mansion, trapped and empty. Each hour felt like a punishment. He didn’t come to see me, didn’t even send a message. It was like I’d become some decorative thing to him—an unwanted painting left to gather dust. The anger in my chest was sharp. My parents were gone. I should have been dead too, but the need for revenge kept me breathing.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my mother’s face, saw my father’s pleading look as Dominic’s men dragged them away. Hate roared inside me, wild and loud. I pressed my hand to my chest, trying to calm the storm, but it never faded.On the morning of the competition, I saw it all on TV—other people living my dream, skating and laughing, while I was locked up like a dirty secret. Rage burned through me. I could have screamed. Dominic ruined my life and got away with murder. If I didn’t kill him, I’d never have peace. The door slammed open without warning. He walked in, all cool