All Chapters of Saved, Then Rejected by my Ice Hockey Mate : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Aya's POV The puck didn’t just glide into the net. It slammed home, sending a sharp crack through the arena that cut right through the silence. For half a second, nobody moved. Nobody breathed. Then the goal light blazed red, and the crowd erupted like a volcano waking up from a hundred-year sleep.“WOODHILL SCORES!” The announcer’s voice boomed over the speakers, raw with excitement. “JOHANIS MARTIN WITH THE BREAKTHROUGH!”I shot up from my seat so fast my vision blurred. Lily was already screaming, throwing her arms around my neck and nearly knocking us both over. Tavian punched the air so hard he nearly smacked the person in front of him, who didn’t even seem to care—they were on their feet too, yelling until their faces were red. Even Evangeline, sitting rigid beside us, had her hand pressed to her mouth, her eyes wide and bright with something that looked a lot like awe.On the ice, Johanis didn’t celebrate like the others. Ryan tackled him first, sending them both sprawling aga

Aya’s POVThe team dinner had been… chaotic.Not the tense, strategic kind of chaos that happened on the ice. No. This was the loud, messy, half-laughing chaos of a group of athletes who had just survived a brutal playoff match and suddenly remembered they were starving.Ryan had been the loudest about it.. Which surprises me because I thought it was either Finn or Kael.“Victory food tastes better,” he declared proudly the moment we stepped into the restaurant near campus. “It’s scientifically proven.”Finn immediately backed him up. “Absolutely. My metabolism confirms this.”Brooks rolled his eyes so hard I was surprised they didn’t fall out. “You two say that every time we eat.”“That’s because every meal is important,” Finn replied seriously. Leon muttered something about idiots under his breath, but even he looked more relaxed than usual.The entire team had crowded around two long tables pushed together. Helmets and jackets piled up on empty chairs, bags shoved under the table,

Aya’s POVThe buzzer signaling the end of the period still echoed faintly in my ears as the players skated toward their benches.Hillia — 1Woodhill — 1Tie.One final period left.The arena lights felt brighter somehow, reflecting sharply off the ice as the teams gathered around their coaches. I watched Johanis carefully from the stands, my fingers gripping the edge of my seat without me even realizing it.He had his helmet off again.His hair was damp with sweat, strands sticking slightly to his forehead as he leaned closer to Ryan and Leon while the coach spoke.Focused.Completely locked in.Across the rink, Tavian stood with Hillia’s players.Even from this distance, I could tell his posture was the same as Johanis’—calm, steady, calculating.Two captains.Two leaders.Preparing for the same thing.The last battle.Beside me, Lily groaned dramatically. “I can’t survive another period like that.”“You’re going to survive,” I said automatically.“Barely.” She leaned forward again,

Aya’s POVThe arena was still roaring.Woodhill players were celebrating on the ice. The stands shook with cheers, stomping feet, and the echo of thousands of voices shouting at once.But somehow—None of that mattered anymore.. All I could hear was him.Johanis.Or more specifically—What I felt from him.The moment the captain of Blackmoor started clapping and mocking Tavian, something inside the bond shifted. Not anger.Not exactly.Something far more sharper. Something that made my chest tighten painfully. Before I even realized what I was doing, I was already standing.“Aya?” Lily called behind me. But I was already moving. Then running.Fast.Down the steps of the stands, past rows of startled students still celebrating Woodhill’s victory. My heart pounded against my ribs as the bond tugged harder.I didn’t know why.I just knew I had to get there.Now.The closer I got to the rink entrance, the louder the voices became.Blackmoor.Their laughter was cold. Sharp and mocking. “…l

Aya's POVSilence.A dangerous kind of silence.“They’re still here,” I continued. “They haven’t left. Well, I think they left by now though..”Behind him, I could feel the shift. Ryan, Finn and the others. They were all listening and watching.“And their captain—” I hesitated. Johanis’ eyes darkened slightly. “What the fuck did he do?”I shook my head quickly. “He didn’t—he just—”Why was this so hard to explain?“He said…” I exhaled shakily. “He said I should leave before they come back.”The air stilled completely.“And?” Johanis pressed. I hesitated again, then forced the words out. “He said something bad might happen.”The silence was so oppressive and heavy. Ryan swore under his breath. Finn’s expression hardened. “What the hell does that mean?” he muttered. Johanis didn’t say anything. But I felt it. That shift again. Not like last night.Not explosive.But colder. More controlled..Which somehow felt worse.His thumb brushed lightly against my arm. “You’re not leaving my side