All Chapters of A Chance With The Hockey Alpha Captain: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Alpha Gordon's POVThe morning light streamed through the towering windows of my office, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. Reviewing papers from several areas of Dark Moon territory had me sitting at my desk for more than an hour. Updates for patrols. Notes on border observations. Trading activities.Everything appeared to be natural on the surface.Still, something didn't quite seem okay.Reading once more the patrol summaries, I reclined a little in my chair. The language was indeed too cautious. Unclear in areas where it ought to have been exact. Another report from the western border cited a "minor argument" between two warriors but provided no specifics.There was little to no discussion.That was not how my pack recorded internal conflict.I place the documents down gradually.I had sensed a change in the atmosphere for weeks. When I arrived, talks stopped. The elders said yes but avoided eye contact. Decisions once made unanimously now brought uncertainty.Something

Jake’s POVThat night, I couldn’t sleep.I kept turning on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Each time I closed my eyes, I heard Damon’s voice again, “An heir must command loyalty, not just inherit it.”It annoyed me how calm he sounded when he said it. Like he was stating a fact, like he wasn’t trying to push me aside, while in a real sense, he was. I shifted again and exhaled, maybe I was overthinking it or maybe I wasn’t.Before sunrise, I gave up on sleep and stepped outside. The air was cold, quiet, the type that could sink into your skin. Most people were still inside.I walked toward the edge of the grounds, hands in my pockets. I love my father, that wasn't even a question. Alpha Gordon has carried this pack for years, he built alliances, he kept us safe, if not always, at least, he tried. But lately… things haven’t been smooth. We’ve had border disputes, some trade agreements failed, the elders argue more than before and Damon? He keeps speaking up in meetings like he alread

Jake’s POVI shouldn’t have been near that old building.I wasn’t even planning to spy. I was just walking back from the far side of the grounds when I saw movement near the storage path. It was late, too late for a normal meeting, so I stayed back. I didn’t hear everything clearly at first, just Damon’s voice, calm and steady.Then I caught words like transition, support, future and I knew.By the time I got close enough to understand what they were really discussing, my chest felt tight.They weren’t just complaining, they were planning. When I heard footsteps near the door, I moved fast. I didn’t wait to see who came out, I ran through the dark, keeping to the trees until I was far enough away.Now I was back in my room, pacing, my heart was still beating too fast.He’s serious, Damon isn’t just testing opinions, he’s gathering people, elders, warriors, this wasn't just talk anymore. I sat down on my bed and leaned forward, elbows on my knees. I should tell my father. That was the

Damon’s POVTwo days after Gordon said he would make a final decision about the next leader, nobody in the pack was calm. You could feel it everywhere. At breakfast, during patrol, even in the training ground, people were whispering like they thought the walls could hear them.I acted normal or at least I tried.Inside, I wasn’t calm. I wasn’t scared either. Just… tight. Like something was pulling in my chest and wouldn’t let go. I knew this moment would come one day. I just didn’t know it would be like this.I was outside near the training ground when Lucas walked up to me. “They’re saying the Alpha called another meeting,” he said quietly.I didn’t look at him. “I heard.”“In the training field. Not the hall.”That made me glance at him. “Training field?”He nodded. “Everyone is required. Elders. Warriors. Families too.”So that’s how he wanted to do it, not private, not quiet but public. I gave a small nod. “Alright.”Lucas lowered his voice. “If this turns into something serious—

Cullen’s POVI noticed it again today.Jake still had not come back to school.At first, people were whispering about it every morning. Now the whispers were fading. It was starting to feel normal, like his absence had slowly blended into the background.I stood near the lockers before first period, tying the lace of my shoe, and two juniors were talking a few steps away.“Do you think he’s coming back?” one of them asked.“I don’t know,” the other shrugged. “Maybe he got suspended.”“Or transferred.”They laughed quietly and walked off.I straightened up and shut my locker.Honestly, I didn’t think about it much anymore.Jake had always been troubled. Loud. Competitive in a way that wasn’t healthy. Especially during sports. He never played just to win. He played to dominate. And if he couldn’t dominate, he made things difficult for everyone else.Part of me knew that if he were here, he would already be giving me a hard time. Especially now.I have been stepping up more lately.Durin