All Chapters of Fake Dating The Alpha Hockey Captain: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

SierraWith a sharp motion he lashed out at Asher, driving him off balance, after that his eyes found mine once more.He slipped up right there.His gaze landed on me like I was just a gap in the defense.A sliver of wood rested near my toes, heavy, splintered, just a chunk of box with a cracked tip. From the ground it came into my hand, almost on its own.Off he came, moving my way.The aound of Asher calling snapped through the air, yet everything else blurred into motion and reflex. Dorian charged forward, speed cutting across dirt - maybe aiming to grab hold before anyone reached us, maybe betting on using my body as a shield, maybe just eager to complete what that toxin started. No time sat between thought and action. When his shape filled the space near mine, the wooden board arced upward, driven by arms working together without asking permission.A sharp sound split the air when it hit his cheek - so loud it startled my own ears.He reeled.Up first was Jace. Smacking sideways

Sierra “Out said,” Asher. I nearly burst out laughing at that but I was out of breath. Two steps at a time we ascended the narrow staircase. I forced myself to keep up even though the ascent burned through my legs and into my lungs. Now was not the time to slow down. As we ascended we heard the sound of pursuit and it was getting quicker. We ran out into the open air through the top door. My head cleared in an instant as cold, clean and fresh aye struck my face. Once more we were behind the stables but this time we were farther away. Behind us the palace loomed, its windows dark and watchful rather than peaceful, its walls pale in the moonlight.Jace didn't hesitate. “Guy,” he said. “This way.”We made our way across the yard dodging low fences and piled supplies before squeezing through a small opening in the outer wall that I would not have seen on my own. “Tell me you were aware of that.”I said “I hoped,” he said. Asher remained near me so that I could sense his presence

Sierra “What should we do first?” I asked, sounding both curious and nervous. “We will relocate to the new pack and stay there for the time being.”Asher remarked simply. “After finding a place to hide and gathering our necessities we start the real work. Prioritize hockey over everything else. Sierra we do more than just survive. We succeed. And we work together on it.”I let his words sink in before slowly letting out my breath and leaned back to look at the night sky. I found it strange and even dangerous. However it was also the first time in years that neither fear nor control dictated the future. Asher got up and offered to help me up. I did not hesitate to accept it. “Are we leaving now?” Jace asked.Asher gave him a funny look. “What do you think?” He said. “Except you want to go back to Sebastian.”I and Jace laughed.Once more we made our way farther into the forest as the shadows grew thicker and extended like dark fingers. My lungs burned and my chest hurt but the

Nobody really sleeps after that knock.The room gets quiet again but it’s a bad quiet. Like the walls are paying attention now.I’m lying on my side staring at the door. Can’t help it.Asher doesn’t come straight back to bed. He just stands there a couple steps from it, head cocked, still listening. Jace sits up for a minute then flops against the headboard. Eyes closed but I know he’s not out. Nobody’s out.Air feels thick. Every breath I take I notice.I keep trying to talk myself down. Wrong room. Late-night drunk. Someone lost looking for their own door. All of it makes sense on paper.Doesn’t feel true though.That guy at the diner keeps popping back in my head. Sitting there too long. That one second our eyes met and then he looked away fast like he didn’t mean to let me catch him looking. I hate that I remember it so clearly.I shift a little. “Asher.”“Right here.”“I know… I just—” I swallow. “You don’t think it was nothing, do you?”Long pause.“No,” he says.Jace

SIERRANobody ever told me ice makes a noise when it knows somebody.I mean, okay, maybe not a noise. But standing there against the boards, arms crossed tight because the cold was already crawling inside my jacket, breath coming out in these stupid little white clouds… it felt like the whole rink just… sighed. Like Asher finally showed up and the place had been holding its breath for years.Jace was next to me, hands shoved way down in his pockets like he was trying to keep his fingers from betraying how tense he actually was. Neither of us had said anything since we walked through the doors. What was there to say? We were both just staring at the same thing.Asher didn’t skate like people who want to look good skate. He just… moved. Like water forgets it’s supposed to be solid when no one’s watching. Every cut, so clean it almost hurt to look at. One direction change and my chest did this weird clench—not fear, not attraction, just… physics. Like something clicking into place so