บททั้งหมดของ Pucked On Ice : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

KaelMay arrived not long after I called her. The moment she stepped inside, she stopped in the doorway, eyes widening at the state of the living room.“What happened here?” she asked, looking around at the scattered bottles, the half-empty glass on the table, and the general mess I’d left in my haze. “Look at this place… it’s such a mess.”I stayed on the couch, too exhausted to stand. “I’m not feeling too good,” I admitted, voice hoarse.May’s expression softened immediately. She walked over and pressed the back of her hand to my forehead. “You’re burning up. Go to your room and rest. I’ll take care of everything out here.”I nodded weakly. “Thanks, May.”She helped me up and guided me to the bedroom. I hated messy places, and I hated even more that I’d let it get this bad. That was why I’d called her. I couldn’t even manage to call a cleaner right now.Once I was in bed, the exhaustion hit harder. My stomach growled loudly. I grabbed my phone and called May again.“What?” she answe

RivenThe next day, I woke up and immediately checked my phone. The team had posted about today’s practice. They had a friendly match scheduled against another squad later in the week. My chest ached as I scrolled through the updates. I wished I could be there, skating with them, pushing myself like I used to. But I couldn’t. Coach had told me to rest, and after yesterday’s disaster, I knew he was right. I lied to Kael and told him practice went okay. I didn’t want him worrying about me on top of everything else.I spent the morning cooking something simple, then headed to the gym to work on my upper body and core. After a long shower, I felt a little better. My ankle was finally feeling much stronger — almost normal. The relief was huge.I picked up my phone and called Kael.“Hey,” I said when he answered. “How are you doing?”“I’m fine,” he replied, his voice still a little rough but much better than yesterday. “Much better today. May’s been taking care of me.”I smiled. “I’m glad.

RivenI woke up slowly the next morning, the memories of last night flooding back immediately. The way Kael’s words had lit me on fire through the phone, the way I had come so hard just from his filthy messages and the sound of his voice in my head. A small, shy smile tugged at my lips as I lay there, staring at the ceiling. My body still felt warm from the memory. I ran a hand through my messy hair and yawned, stretching carefully.But the smile faded fast when I remembered what day it was. My heat could start any time now. I could already feel the subtle changes — the way my scent was growing stronger, more noticeable, even when I wasn’t bleeding. The suppressants I had been taking were barely holding it back anymore.I got up, took a double dose of the suppressants with a glass of water, and hoped they would be enough. Then I showered, dressed in simple clothes, ate a quick breakfast of toast, and left the house. I caught a taxi to the hospital, my leg bouncing nervously the entire

97 RivenI froze for a second, then forced a small, tired smile. “Yeah. That’s me.”The driver looked excited. He quickly pulled out a piece of paper and a pen. “It is nice to meet you here,” he said softly. “Can I please get an autograph?”I frowned. After everything that had just happened, asking for an autograph felt completely out of place. The driver noticed my expression and spoke quickly. “My daughter is a huge fan of yours. We had a little fight yesterday, and she has refused to talk to me. Giving her your autograph might help mend the rift between us.”My heart softened at that. “I am sorry if—”“No, it is fine,” I said. I took the paper and signed it quickly. I handed it back to him. “I hope you guys amend your issue soon. And tell her I am glad to hear she is my fan.”The driver smiled and nodded. “I can assure you that she will be so happy.”I nodded and watched him drive off. I went inside my house, sat on the sofa, and smiled a little as I remembered what the man had sai

KaelWe were still pressed close against the wall, the heat between us building again. Riven’s breath ghosted over my lips, and I leaned in, ready to lose myself in another deep kiss. My hand tightened on his waist, pulling him closer.Then the flashes hit — bright, blinding bursts of light cutting through the dark alley. Camera shutters clicked rapidly.We both jerked apart. I squinted against the glare and caught the blurry shape of a person at the mouth of the alley, camera raised. Before I could even think, they spun around and ran.“Shit!” I growled, pushing off the wall to chase after them.Riven grabbed my wrist hard, yanking me back. “Don’t bother.”I turned to him, frustration boiling in my chest. “What? We were just photographed, and you’re saying I should let that go?”He sighed heavily and leaned back against the bricks, looking exhausted but strangely resolved. “Maybe it’s time I just come out to the world about my sexuality. I think I’ve given enough fucks already. How a