LOVING MR HOCKEY STAR のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Jaxon's POV My hands shook as I gripped the white roses tighter, their thorns digging into my palm through the plastic wrapping. Three days. Three fucking days of sitting in that sterile waiting room, watching the clock tick by like torture. Every time a doctor walked past, my heart jumped into my throat, wondering if this was the moment they'd tell me something was seriously wrong with Maya. The guilt had been eating me alive. If I hadn't been such an ass to her when she first arrived at the pack house, maybe she wouldn't have been so stressed. Maybe she wouldn't have collapsed on her first day of university, scaring the hell out of everyone. "You can see her now," Nurse Patty said, appearing in the doorway with that knowing smile she always wore. "But remember what I told you about keeping things calm." I nodded, not trusting my voice. My wolf had been pacing inside me like a caged animal ever since Maya collapsed. The mate bond made it impossible to stay away, even when the log

Ronan's POV Rage burned through my veins like liquid fire. The sight of Jaxon leaning over Maya, his hand cupping her face so intimately, made my wolf snarl with possessive fury. The books I'd been carrying slipped from my grip and hit the floor with a loud thud. "Get away from her," I growled, my voice dropping to the dangerous Alpha tone that made lesser wolves submit immediately. Jaxon straightened up but didn't back down, his own Alpha blood rising to meet my challenge. "She's awake, Uncle. I was just.." "I can see exactly what you were doing." I stepped into the room, letting the door slam shut behind me. The flowers in my other hand were getting crushed in my grip, but I didn't care. "Maya needs rest, not whatever inappropriate advance you were making." "Inappropriate?" Jaxon's blue eyes flashed with anger. "She's my mate too, Ronan. You don't get to decide what's appropriate for her." Maya looked between us with wide, frightened eyes. The heart monitor beside her be

Lyra's POV I stood frozen in that doorway for exactly three seconds before backing out of Maya's hospital room, my mind racing with possibilities. The image was burned into my brain, Professor Ronan sitting intimately on Maya's bed, their hands intertwined like lovers, the heated look in his eyes as he leaned toward her. Perfect. Absolutely fucking perfect. My heels clicked against the hospital floor as I walked quickly toward the elevators, pulling out my phone. The rage that had been simmering in my chest for weeks was now boiling over into something much more dangerous, cold, calculated fury. How dare she? How dare Maya waltz into our pack, into our school, and steal everything that should have been mine? First Ashen chose her over me, now she had both Jaxon Cross and Professor Ronan wrapped around her little finger. The hottest guy on campus and the most desired professor at Blackstone University, both practically drooling over some pathetic nobody. I pressed the elevator but

Maya's POV The dorm room felt foreign when I pushed open the door, like I was seeing it for the first time. My bed was exactly as I'd left it four days ago - unmade, with textbooks scattered across the comforter. But everything else felt different somehow, like the world had shifted while I was unconscious. "Maya!" Mia's voice made me jump. She rushed over from her desk, her face lighting up with relief. "Oh my God, we were so worried about you!" Quinn appeared from the bathroom, her curly red hair damp from the shower. "Girl, you scared the hell out of us. One minute you were walking to class, the next minute I'm getting a call that you collapsed in the hallway." I set my small bag of belongings on my bed and tried to smile. "I'm fine. Just dehydration and stress, according to the doctors." "Bullshit," Quinn said bluntly, crossing her arms. "I saw you that morning before you left. You looked terrified, like you were going to face a firing squad instead of your first college clas

Jaxon's POV The pack house felt suffocating as I paced back and forth in my room, my wolf restless beneath my skin. Three days. It had been three days since Maya woke up, and I hadn't been able to get five minutes alone with her without some interruption or complication. Every time I tried to approach her on campus, either Professor Ronan appeared with his smug academic authority, or Lyra and her gossip squad materialized like vultures circling fresh meat. My phone buzzed with a text from Maya: "Can we talk? Meet me at the old oak tree behind the training grounds at 6?" Finally, I grabbed my jacket and headed for the door, but my father's voice stopped me cold. "Jaxon. My office. Now." Alpha Damien Cross stood at the bottom of the stairs, his arms crossed and his expression thunderous. The tone in his voice made my wolf bristle with defiance, but I forced myself to remain calm as I followed him down the hallway. His office reeked of authority and old leather. He closed the door