All Chapters of Chasing My Hockey Alpha : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Lena’s POV I shut the door behind me and just stood there for a moment, trying to catch my breath. The air outside felt lighter, freer, almost like the world itself was reminding me that I didn’t owe anyone an explanation for walking away from madness. I needed space, not just from my father’s temper or Xenia’s shameless games, but from everything that had been piling up around me. So I drove. No destination, no plan, just the hum of the car engine filling the silence that followed me everywhere these days. When I finally stopped, I realized I’d parked right in front of one of the best five-star restaurants downtown. Maybe it was instinct, or maybe I just wanted to feel like myself again for a while. Inside, the lights were soft, the scent of rosemary and baked salmon lingering in the air. I got myself a table by the window and ordered something rich, creamy pasta, grilled chicken, and a glass of wine that went down smoother than I expected. The waiter smiled politely, but I coul

Lena’s POV By the time I reached my room, the weight of it all finally broke me. I shut the door and slid down against it, covering my face with both hands. The sob that escaped wasn’t quiet this time. It was raw, jagged, ugly. My body shook as I gasped between breaths, tears soaking through my fingers. I cried for everything, for the love I thought I had, for the pride I’d lost, for the image the world had torn apart. For how small I suddenly felt in a house that wasn’t even mine anymore.I don’t know how long I stayed like that. Minutes, maybe hours. When the tears finally slowed, I crawled to the bed and lay there, staring blankly at the ceiling. My chest felt heavy but strangely hollow at the same time.Outside, I could hear laughter again, faint, distant, echoing from downstairs. Lilith’s voice. Griffin’s too. My stomach twisted painfully, but I didn’t move. I let the tears roll silently this time, soaking into the pillow until my eyes ached.I didn’t even hear from Chloe anym

Lena’s POVFor days, I couldn’t get the dream out of my head. It didn’t feel like a dream, it felt more like a vision. Every time I tried to convince myself that it was just my mind playing tricks on me, that haunting voice echoed in my head again. He is bound to it.The mark that had appeared on my wrist that night had vanished without me noticing, leaving no trace behind. But the memory of it burned as if it were still there, pulsing faintly under my skin. I’d rubbed my wrist raw that day, trying to convince myself I’d imagined it. I hadn’t.And as much as I hated to admit it, I couldn’t stay away from Griffin anymore. Pride had made me keep my distance, pretending I didn’t care whether he brought Lilith home or not. Pretending his indifference didn’t hurt. But if what I’d seen in that vision was true, if he was in danger, trapped by something darker than I could understand, then ignoring him wasn’t an option anymore.Maybe it explained everything: why he’d been acting like a strang

Griffin’s POVThe house was quieter than usual. Lilith had left hours ago, her perfume still lingering faintly in the air like the last trace of a dream I couldn’t decide if I wanted to remember or forget. I sat on the edge of my bed, elbows resting on my knees, staring at the floor but not really seeing it.What Lena said wouldn’t leave my head.“You’ve been cursed by something dark.”Ridiculous.Except… maybe not.Because lately, I’d been noticing things, small at first, then impossible to ignore.The way my shadow sometimes moved a split second slower than me. The way my reflection didn’t quite match when I turned my head. The sudden flashes of memory that weren’t mine, blood, smoke, whispers in a language I didn’t understand.And those moments when I said things I couldn’t remember saying. Cruel words that made people look at me differently, made Lena flinch, made me hate myself afterward.It wasn’t me. Or maybe it was.I pushed up from the bed and walked toward the mirror by the

Lena’s POVWhen I woke up that morning, the first thing I noticed was how light everything felt. The sunlight slipped through the curtains, soft and golden, and the air carried that quiet calm that usually comes after a storm. For the first time in what felt like forever, my chest didn’t feel heavy.I stretched, smiling without even knowing why. My hair was a mess, my voice was groggy, and yet. something in me felt alive. Maybe it was just one of those rare mornings when the world seemed to leave me alone. I hummed a tune without realizing it, some random melody that had been stuck in my head from nowhere.I didn’t know why I felt so happy. Yesterday, I went to sleep with a thousand worries, about Griffin, about everything, but now, all of that seemed far away, like fog burning off under the sun.“Maybe I just woke up on the good side of the bed,” I whispered, still smiling.I got up, pulled my hair into a loose bun, and opened the window. The breeze brushed my skin, cool and clean. B