All Chapters of Rejected By My Hockey Alpha: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Timothy's POVI shouldn't be here. I definitely shouldn't be sitting in my car in a hotel parking lot at midnight like some kind of deranged stalker. But here I am anyway, staring up at the building where Penelope's team is staying.The semifinal game ended few hours ago. Bloodfang won, and she scored the game winner with thirty seconds left on the clock. Even from the nosebleed seats, I could see the pure joy on her face as her teammates mobbed her in celebration.She's going to the championship. My chest swells with pride that I have absolutely no right to feel.Kael has been restless since we got here, pacing circles in my mind like a caged animal.Go to her, he keeps saying. Tell her the truth. Fight for what's ours.But I can't. I gave up that right months ago when I chose my father's expectations over my own heart.I'm about to start the car and drive home when movement in one of the upper floor windows catches my eye. The balcony door opens, and a figure steps outside.Even fro

Penelope's POVI stare at my reflection in the hotel bathroom mirror. Tomorrow's the championship final. The girl looking back at me has steady eyes and squared shoulders. She's not the same person who got her heart shattered months ago."Pen, you ready?" Isla calls through the door. "Team meeting in five.""Coming." I splash cold water on my face and head out.The meeting room buzzes with nervous energy. Coach Martinez stands at the front, arms crossed, studying each of us like we're chess pieces she is planning to move."Ladies," she starts. "Tomorrow we play the team that didn't think we belonged here. The team that wrote us off before the season started."My stomach tightens. She is not wrong. When I transferred to Bloodfang, half the sports reporters called it a publicity stunt. The other half said I'd never adapt to their aggressive style."Hale." Martinez eyes find mine. "You've been quiet today."Twenty pairs of eyes turn toward me. My teammates are waiting to see if their st

Penelope's POVWalking into Frostfang Arena as a visiting player once again feels like entering a war zone. The fifteen thousand seats are packed, and most of the crowd is here to watch me fail. A few weeks ago, Bloodfang won the games against Frostfang, but it was cancelled saying we needed to replay.I clench my fist so hard my knuckles crack. I know it's all the work of Marcus Blackthorn—so pathetic he couldn't even play fair. Everything about that family screams pathetic behavior. Framing my parents wasn't enough, but him not accepting defeat was a new low, even for him.Two days ago, I thought we would be competing with Frostfang's female team. Hearing it was their male team made me shudder with laughter as my coach Martinez announced it. "Sorry, the game team has been changed. It's still with Frostfang, but it would be their male team."My teammates had erupted in protests around the locker room that morning. "This is insane!" Zoe had shouted, throwing her helmet down. "Men don'

Timothy's POVThe captains' meeting before the game is mandatory, but seeing Penelope walk into the conference room still hits me like a freight train. She's flanked by Liam and one of their other players, looking every inch the star athlete she's become.Her blonde hair is pulled back in a sleek ponytail, and she's wearing a fitted Bloodfang warm-up suit that shows off her athletic build. But it's her eyes that stop me cold—they're harder than I remember."Gentlemen and ladies." The referee starts his usual speech about sportsmanship and fair play. "I know there's history between these teams, but I expect a clean game."I barely hear him. All my attention is on Penelope, who hasn't looked at me once since entering the room. She takes notes during the rule review, asks intelligent questions about penalties, acts like I'm not even here.Kael is going crazy in my mind, pushing against my control. He wants to shift, to claim what he still considers ours. But Penelope's wolf seems complet

Timothy's POVI skate back to center ice for the second period, my jaw clenched so tight it might crack. Fifteen seconds. She scored on us in fifteen fucking seconds."Shake it off, Cap." Ethan glides up beside me, his voice steady but I catch the concern in his eyes. "It's one goal."One goal that has the entire arena buzzing with disbelief. One goal that has Dad gripping the railing in his luxury box like he wants to strangle someone. One goal that proves everything I've been trying not to think about for the past six months.Penelope is better than me now.The puck drops and I win it clean this time, sending it back to our defense. But when I look up ice, she's already reading the play, cutting off passing lanes like she's inside my head."Blackthorn, move your ass!" The coach screams from the bench.I push harder, digging my edges into the ice. The cold air burns my lungs as I chase the play, but Penelope is everywhere. She intercepts our outlet pass, spins away from our defensema