Saved, Then Rejected by my Ice Hockey Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Aya's POV Lily pushed herself up fully, leaning back against the wall with one hand pressed to her shoulder, and fixed her brother with a glare that could rival any elder’s. “Stop embarrassing me! In front of everyone, really?”Johanis’s rigid posture softened immediately, though his jaw was still set as he turned to face her. “Embarrass you? I’m trying to keep you safe!”“By picking fights with everyone who so much as looks our way?” She shot back, rolling her eyes even as a faint smile tugged at her lips. “Eros was just talking, and Aya’s been here helping me this whole time – you act like you’re the only one who cares! And.. stop that pheromone shielding of yours!”“I know she cares,” he muttered, but the fight had already drained from his voice. And he totally ignored the last thing Lily said. Johanis ran a hand through his blonde hair, looking more like a frustrated older brother than a protective wolf shifter. “I just… when I see you like that, Lily-bug… I can’t think straight.

Aya's POV “I’m still talking to her, you know.” Eros frowned. Looking at Johanis as if the man had offended him. But said man doesn't pay him any attention as he grabbed my wrist and whisked me away. He was about to wolf out but Eros stopped him. “Trying to escape?”“She needs to rest. Talk to her tomorrow after classes.” Johanis hid me behind him.“I’m going back to Bloodbury now. I still have lots of things to deal with once I come back home.” Eros facepalmed but then Joha just shrugged. “Then, see you next game.”And with that he wolfed out and motioned for me to climb on his back. Once I did, he didn't even bother to say goodbye to his err.. frenemy in the world of ice hockey?I slightly looked back to at least wave at Eros. He smiled, nodded and waved back. Johanis lowly growled as he continued to run towards our dorm.Since the university grounds are so wide, it will take at least fifteen minutes for us to arrive. It is the perfect time to ask him some questions that lingers in

Aya’s POVThere was a small clock on top of the nightstand. And.. it won't stop ticking. Is it just me or am I being oversensitive with light sounds?I reallyyy cannot sleep!Every time I tried to relax into the soft pillows, my mind would race back to Johanis sleeping on the hard floor just beyond that door – to the way he’d brushed off my question so easily, to the cold wind that had swept in like a guardian keeping secrets locked away. The quilt felt too warm, too heavy over me, and after what must have been an hour of twisting and turning, I finally gave up. Why would I bother making myself miserable, right?Quietly, I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and padded barefoot toward the door. My hand was just reaching for the doorknob when his voice came through the wood – low, calm, as if he’d been waiting for me to move.“Why aren’t you asleep yet?”‘How on Goddess’ name could I sleep when you are sleeping on the floor in your living room!?!’ The thought burned in my throat, sh

Aya's POVI was stunned, bewildered even, with how that felt like a plea instead of just talking about our damn hands against this crowd. He looked at me as if waiting or expecting a reply. I cleared my throat, “O-of course. Or else we’ll be absent on our first day of class just because of the bond.”Johanis had this weird smile on his face. Maybe because I talked too much, geez. He navigated through the crowd, my hand enclosed in his. It was soft and gentle but at the same time, it felt so safe and secure. As if nobody can tear us apart.We stayed like that for a second too long.His hand around mine. The crowd flowing around us like a river splitting around a rock, students brushing past our shoulders, bumping into backpacks and arms—but none of it mattered because he hadn’t let go.He navigates through the crowd like it’s second nature, shoulders squared, posture confident, yet his grip on my hand never tightens in a way that hurts. It adjusts instead—subtle, instinctive—pulling

Aya's POVWhy on earth am I staying behind!?! I also want to go to that Introductory Arcane Theory Class!Wait a minute…“Isn't our first subject supposed to be that arcane class?” I tried to whisper to Johanis as quietly as I could, tugging lightly at the sleeve of his jacket. My voice still came out a little too high, a little too panicked.Before he could even answer, Professor Thorne replied for him without looking back. “Yeah, sorry ‘bout that. The douche is actually dealing with something ‘something’ problem about the Bloodbury forest, I think. Odin. You’ve met him already, right?”Oh.Oh shit. That man practically hates me!! Yeah, right, actually.. let's be honest. Everyone here either hates me, secretly hates me or hates me ‘a little bit.’Great start to the year, Aya. Truly stellar!“Did I do something wrong?” I mouthed to Johanis, my heart hammering as students began filing out of the room. Chairs scraped loudly against the stone floor, conversations bursting back to life a