All Chapters of LOVING MR HOCKEY STAR: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Jaxon's POV Something about the way he said "skating" felt wrong. Too formal. Too precise."Nightshade's going to try out for center," Coach continued. "I want to see what he can do. Cross, you'll scrimmage against him. Show our new recruit what Blackstone hockey is about."Perfect. Nothing I wanted more than to check this pretentious asshole into the boards."Sure thing, Coach," I said, standing. "Let's see what Europe taught you."Lucien's smile was cold. "I think you'll be surprised."We took the ice, and I immediately felt the difference in him. Most players had a moment of adjustment, finding their balance, getting comfortable with the ice. Lucien moved like he'd been born on skates, fluid and impossibly graceful.."Alright, one-on-one drill," Coach called. "Nightshade, show me your offensive game. Cross, defense."The puck dropped, and Lucien was on it instantly. His speed was inhuman, literally, there was no other word for it. One second he was at center ice, the next he was b

Maya's POVThe third time I ran into Lucien Nightshade in one day, I started to suspect it wasn't a coincidence.First, at the library during my morning study session. Then at the campus coffee shop where I grabbed lunch. Now, at four in the afternoon, he was somehow in the herbalism lab when I arrived for my research work with Dr. Chen."Maya," he said, looking up from a microscope with that slight smile that never quite reached his violet eyes. "What a pleasant surprise.""Is it?" I set my bag down carefully, watching him. "A surprise, I mean. You seem to be everywhere I go lately.""Blackstone's campus is smaller than it seems." He straightened, moving away from the equipment with fluid grace. "And we seem to have similar interests. Herbalism, ancient history, quiet spaces for studying."Dr. Chen emerged from her office, adjusting her glasses. "Oh good, Maya, you're here. And I see you've met Lucien. He's volunteering as a research assistant this semester. Very knowledgeable about

Ronan's POVThe coffee had gone cold an hour ago, but I kept staring at my laptop screen, hoping the results would somehow change.They didn't. Lucien Nightshade didn't exist. Not officially, anyway. No birth certificate in any database I could access. No previous school records. No social media history beyond three months ago. No driver's license, no passport records, no medical files.For a twenty-something college student in the digital age, that was impossible. Everyone left traces, Facebook photos from high school, old addresses, family connections. Something.Lucien had nothing. I rubbed my tired eyes and checked my phone. Nearly midnight, and I'd been researching for six hours straight since practice ended. My small apartment at Riverside Academy felt suffocating, the walls closing in as I uncovered more and more nothing.My phone buzzed with a text from Jaxon: Found anything yet?Nothing good, I typed back. He doesn't exist on paper. You?Talked to some guys on the team. They

Ronan's POV I drove back to Riverside in a daze, my mind struggling to process everything. Vampires were real. Lucien Nightshade was a centuries-old hunter sent to neutralize Maya. And Maya had no idea she was having dinner with a predator.Back in my apartment, I pulled up everything I could find on vampire mythology. Strengths, weaknesses, habits, behaviors. Marcus had mentioned blood bonds, I needed to understand what that meant, how to prevent it.My phone buzzed with an email from Marcus: Ronan, I've been doing more research. The Nightshade clan specializes in seduction and emotional manipulation. If Lucien is pursuing Maya romantically, it's not genuine attraction, it's strategy. Vampires don't form real emotional bonds with humans. They're incapable of love as we understand it. Whatever he's making Maya feel, it's manufactured. Be careful. -MIncapable of love. The words should have been reassuring, Lucien couldn't actually care for Maya, so any relationship was doomed to fail

Lucien's POV The walk back to her car was dangerous in ways the council would never understand.Maya walked close beside me, our arms occasionally brushing, each contact sending electricity through my cold skin. Her natural energy, that pure White Luna power, should have been repellent to my vampire nature. Instead, it was intoxicating."Thank you for dinner," she said as we crossed the street. "And for the information. Even if I'm still processing whether I believe it all.""Skepticism is healthy," I assured her. "Don't believe anything without examining it thoroughly."The irony wasn't lost on me. Here I was, advocating for skepticism while carefully manipulating her trust.Except... was I manipulating her? Or was I genuinely trying to help?The line was becoming dangerously blurred.We reached the parking structure, and I noticed Maya shiver slightly in the cool night air. Without thinking, I shrugged off my jacket and draped it over her shoulders."Lucien, you don't have to..""I