Lahat ng Kabanata ng Chasing My Hockey Alpha : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

The Doctor's POVI crouched beside the bed, sweat sliding down the side of my face despite the cool air in the room. Every muscle was taut, ready and alert.“Hold him!” I barked. The butler was already there, hands clamped around Griffin’s thrashing limbs, trying to keep him in place. The man wasn’t trained for this, but he did what he could. I didn’t have time to complain.Griffin’s temperature was astronomical, skin burning beneath my fingers, but that wasn’t what had my gut twisting. Any thermometer would have failed to measure what I could see what I could feel.There were black veins.Thin, unnatural lines moving beneath his skin, like living ink made of shadow itself. They pulsed, spreading with each heartbeat. I had seen similar cases, but nothing like this. They’d started at his ankles, creeping upward, pulsing with an intensity that made my chest tighten. Now they had reached his waist.If they crossed any further, spread past that point, he’d be gone. Not in the usual medic

Lilith’s POVI didn’t know how long I had been asleep.Time didn’t seem to be passing at all . It felt like a thick fog I had walked into and never really left. Everything was heavy, my thoughts, my limbs, even the air. When I blinked awake, it was like dragging my eyes through mud.The room came into focus slowly.A nurse walked in first, holding a clipboard to her chest. Her expression was that calm, that blank nurse they all learn to put on, but I caught her watching me as if she still didn’t quite believe what she was seeing.Behind her came my parents.My mom clutched her purse so tight her knuckles were white, and my dad… God, he looked like he hadn’t slept in a year. His eyes had that sunken, exhausted redness that only comes from fear.No one said anything at first.I didn’t have the strength for words yet.The nurse stepped closer, lifted her hand gently, and removed the nasal cannula from under my nose. I hadn’t even realized I was still wearing it. I felt much better withou

Lilith’s POVThe door creaked open, and Mom walked in with my bag clutched tightly in her hand. She crossed over to the bedside and handed me the bag, her fingers lingering on the handle like she wasn’t sure she wanted to let go.I didn’t care. I snatched the bag before she could say anything and dragged it onto my lap. My hands were already digging through it, pushing past clothes, chargers, things I barely remembered packing. My fingers brushed something cold, metal and my heart jumped into my throat.I pulled the necklace out.There it was, still safe.I let out a breath I didn’t know I’d been holding. The relief hit me fast, like someone had finally lifted a weight off my chest as I held it close. I just held it there, pressed against my palm like it was the only stable thing in the room.I closed my eyes for a second, just to calm down. When I opened my eyes, Mom was still staring, not at me, but at the chain in my hand. Her expression changed in that way she never fully hides f

XENIA’S POVI was halfway into a nap. The kind of nap you don’t get often, the blinds drawn just right, the breeze slipping in through the cracked window, the room finally quiet after a week of nonstop stress. My body had just begun to sink into that warm, heavy sleep when my phone vibrated loudly on the nightstand.Once.Ignored.Twice.Ignored again.The third time, I clenched my jaw and hissed, “Who the hell is trying to ruin my peace this afternoon?”I rolled over, dragged my hand out from under the pillow, and grabbed the phone with zero patience left in me. I was ready to cuss somebody out, honestly. But the moment my eyes caught the name flashing on the screen…Lilith.I froze.Lilith didn’t call unless something was seriously wrong. And lately, “wrong” seemed to be the only thing circling her life like a damn vulture.I sat up a little, ran a hand over my face, and answered.The second the line connected, her voice came in, frantic, breathless, words tumbling over each other a

Xenia’s POVBy the time I finally reached the hospital, my head felt like someone had been drumming inside it all night. I barely slept after Lilith’s call yesterday at noon. She didn’t even tell me everything, just enough to keep my brain running marathons. And yeah, I still had plans to visit the witch today, but there was no way I was walking into that mess without talking to the girl who started the fire in the first place. That would’ve just been stupid, even for me.Hospitals always gave me this weird feeling, like walking inside meant borrowing time that wasn’t yours. The air felt too clean, too processed, like the walls were listening and I hated it. Still, I pushed through the hallway, ignoring the mixed smell of disinfectant and stress that clung to everyone here.When I opened her room door, the first thing I saw was Lilith sitting up in bed. Her hair was a mess, she had dark circles under her eyes, and she looked like she had survived something that took half her soul with