บททั้งหมดของ Trapped Between Two Alpha Captains: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

ELI..When my eyes fluttered open, I could barely remember what day it was. Or how long had gone by.My limbs felt heavy. Not in a painful way. In a way that just felt exhausted, like I had used every muscle in my body past my limits.Keeping my eyes closed, I tried to hold onto every fragment of memory. The way his hands lingered on my skin. The way he dragged his tongue up my neck. For a moment I wondered if he had forgotten I was pregnant.But they all slipped away before I could grasp it.A slow breath escaped me, as I decided to get up and leave. I was about to peel off the blanket and crawl out of bed when he locked his hand around my waist.“Where are you heading to?” Zane muttered, his voice having that groggy lilt. “Are you trying to run like you did that day?”His voice vibrated through me, heat rushing to my face. He didn’t say a word again. Just held me like I could vanish any moment from now.Still trapped in his embrace, I searched for my phone.My stomach dropped. I

ELI . . “What happened to the money we won?” John wrapped his fingers around my hand, his grip tight. “You’re going to want to sit down for this," he murmured. A chill fired down my spine, and my stomach clenched. What could possibly have happened to a million dollars? My mind began to race. After guiding me to the chair and allowing me to sit, he raked his fingers through his hair. “You know you’ve always wanted to leave this country as soon as we graduated,” he began. My brow furrowed. “What does that have to do with the money?” “Second semester is barely weeks away,” John continued, “and within five months we would be done with that.” “John.” Knits formed in my stomach. “So… because of that I wanted to surprise you,” he said. “You know, I started planning everything out. Flights...” John paused before swinging around. He grabbed his phone from the table, and after flicking his fingers, he thrust an image in front of my face. It was a duplex on the beach. One that peopl

ZANE..5:00 pmI stared at the number, my fingers hovering uselessly over the keyboard of the laptop. The project I was working on filled the screen, half finished, demanding my attention.Yet my mind wandered back to Eli and why he wasn’t back home yet. I mean he had said he wasn’t going to spend time. My jaw tightened and my hand reached towards my phone. I was about to send another quick ‘where are you?’ ‘When are you coming back?’It felt simple. But my gaze dropped to the other messages I had left in his DM. The same—‘where are you?’Slowly, I lowered my phone back on my study desk. I didn’t think I needed anyone to tell me a third message wouldn’t be a bother.With a sigh, I leaned back into the chair, pinching the bridge of my nose.Maybe if I knew where he was, I would have picked him up. But then it hit me.Eli didn’t tell me where he was going.A thought slipped into my mind. John.My stomach twisted instantly, a metallic taste crawling up the back of my throat.Was El

ZANE..One minute, my mind was on the puck as it skimmed across the ice, Left, right, my eyes following every hit it made against my teammate's stick.The next minute, my mind was back home. Back to this morning. Back to the way I’d slipped out of the bed without waking Eli, and scurried out like I was running away from something.A strange ache coiled in my chest, and for a moment I caught myself asking why I didn’t just wake him up. Why didn’t I take a shower with him last night?“Zane!”My name tore through the rink.I blinked and the puck was no longer in my line of sight. After a few seconds of throwing my gaze around, I caught it moving halfway across the rink. One of my teammates in a blue practice jersey had moved towards our other team’s net.I pushed forward, skidding across the ice, my stick held out, ready to catch the pass coming my way.The moment the puck hit my stick. My shoulders tightened, my grip clenching around the stick, and I continued pushing forward.I slip

ELI..By the time I reached John’s hostel, the sun had already begun to dip, almost hiding beneath the horizon.Students drifted through the outside of the hostel, their laughter and mutters filling the atmosphere.My eyes instantly found John. Standing beneath one of the trees' shade, he was conversing with a boy—a small boy who would be unmistakably an omega.Usually, a rancid feeling would have settled in my chest, would have burned until my eyes turned wet.But now seeing them did nothing to me. My breath didn’t hitch. And for a moment, it felt like a leash around the neck had been cut loose.I sauntered towards him.When John noticed me coming, he waved the boy goodbye and began heading into the building.Hastening my steps, I followed behind, catching up with me. “Hi.”John didn’t stop walking, just kept approaching the stairs. “Don’t tell me you’re here just because of that stuff?”“I wouldn’t have if you hadn't responded to me,” I said.And not until John paused, his should