Todos os capítulos de Trapped Between Two Alpha Captains: Capítulo 161 - Capítulo 170

ELI..Every muscle in my body seemed to freeze at the mention of my name as I slowly turned. “Mom?” I whispered. Her eyes roamed my face, as if piecing my features from an old memory together.And slowly…“Elijah…”Recognition flooded her eyes. Her face lit up with a warm smile, all the way to her eyes.“How did you get so big?” She let out a hearty laugh while shaking her head. “I thought you were going to stay tiny forever.”I could barely breathe. Could barely speak. My mouth opened and closed, a dull pulse throbbing behind my eyes.She recognized me.For the first time in years, my mother stared at me without a violent gaze“Come here.”She waved me to come closer as she pushed herself upright.I wanted to jump into her arms.God, I wanted to.A part of me screamed in fear, that she might slip and suddenly scream or attack me.“…”Ever so cautiously, I closed the distance between us. She had her arms spread open for a hug.I swallowed and stepped into her embrace.“It’s been s

ELI..After spending last night researching dementia, the morning finally came.With a small groan, I dragged myself off my bed to freshen up.Making mental revisions on the things I needed to get.“Sticky…notes,” I mumble through a toothpaste-lathered mouth.Search the house for photographs of her mother, help her label important things, and do everything else to help preserve her memories.By the time I was done and fully dressed. Louis rose from his bed.The sleep vanished from his eyes as soon as he saw me dressed up.“Hey.” He started groggily. “Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?”“I can manage,” I assured him.He immediately disagreed. “Look, I’m not coming with you because I think you need support. You’re pregnant and my mother will have my head on her plate if she found out I let you travel alone”I chuckled. “Then hurry up and take your bath or we’ll be having fresh spinach with your head on her plate.”Louis throws me a bright grin before hopping off his bed

ZANE..(BACK TO WHEN ZANE WAS IN THE NETHERLANDS, BEFORE MEETING UP WITH ELI)I knew I couldn't make it home in time so I did the only logical thing I could think of—switched off my phone.Father had ways of finding people and I wasn't willing to risk being tracked before I boarded tomorrow's flight. The next morning, I booked the earliest flight and boarded the plane back home.Each passing hour had something eating at me reminding me that I was already late.Once I landed, I switched my phone back on and notifications flooded in.Missed calls.Messages. All from my father. "Home,” I said to the driver.I barely had time to change clothes before I was summoned into his study.Across his desk, my father sat, his jaw locked, eyes in curved slits.My stomach tightened, but I pushed myself forward."I told you to be here hours ago, did I not?" "I'm sorry." I sat before him. "School was hectic and I needed to settle some things after my final game."Silence, nothing but a thick long

ELI..The walls of my room shrank—smaller and smaller, and the silence grew—louder and louder.The article still glowed on Louis’s phone, while I still glared at it, as if I stared at it long enough the words—or maybe just his name—would change.Across from me, Louis let out a ragged chuckle. “Maybe,” he muttered with utmost caution. “It’s just one of those blogs trying to get attention.”My gaze still didn’t leave the article, and when the screen dimmed, I tapped on it to continue staring at it.“You know they’ll post anything as long as it gets people talking,” Louis kept talking, his voice sounding more foreign in my head.“Remember when they reported Jordan C was found dead in his apartment. But he was in Hawaii.” A humorless breath escaped him, or tried to. A memory mercilessly gnawed its way back. That night, in his final game, she had walked in and introduced herself confidently even though she had caught him almost kissing me.“Eli—”“It’s not a rumor,” I said, my voice ju

ZANE..“Please.” His fingers tightened around my shirt. “Just release your pheromones.” I blinked at his request, Doctor Jules' words echoing in my head. It wasn’t a good idea. If the child isn’t mine…it will cause pain for Eli. I swallowed hard and looked down at him.But Eli was still holding onto my shirt, his eyes still glossy and expectant. I drew a breath trying to steady my heart thudding strangely in my chest, but the warm air did nothing for me.If he shows the faintest hint of pain…if anything seems to be going wrong. I’ll stop. Immediately.Flexing my hands, I finally did as he asked. As my pheromones filled the afternoon breeze, my eyes flew to Eli’s face, watching for any change in his expression or body language.It never came. Instead, Eli melted into my body. His tense shoulders loosened, and so did the tightness around his eyes. His breath was deep and long, like he couldn’t get enough. Eli didn’t look like he was uncomfortable or in pain. If anything, his e