Pucked On Ice 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 101 - 챕터 106

KaelI woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand. My eyes were still heavy from sleep, but something felt off. I grabbed it and saw a flood of missed calls all from Riven. Dozens from last night, and more this morning. My stomach dropped.“Fuck,” I muttered, sitting up fast. I’d left my phone in the sitting room last night like an idiot.I called him back immediately, heart already racing. It rang. And rang. No answer. I tried again, pacing the bedroom now, biting the side of my thumb. Negative thoughts started crashing in. What if something happened? What if he was hurt? What if—Finally, he picked up.“Why didn’t you answer your calls?” I snapped before I could stop myself, my voice rough with worry.There was a short pause. “I was actually in the shower,” Riven said, sounding a little taken aback. “Why are you so pissed?”I let out a heavy sigh and rubbed my face. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to shout like that. I was just… worried when you didn’t answer. After everyt

KaelRiven’s father finally stopped the car in a quiet, deserted stretch of road. He turned to face me fully. I kept my eyes straight ahead, jaw locked, mind racing through every possible way this could go wrong. What the hell was he planning to blackmail me with?“After several deep digs into your life,” he said calmly, “I found out a big secret about you.”I finally turned to him, searching his eyes like I could read the truth there. My pulse hammered in my ears.“The secret isn’t really about you,” he laughed, cold and satisfied. “But I can assure you it belongs to someone you truly love and would do anything to protect.”Irritation flared hot and immediate. My eyes narrowed. “Are you trying to blackmail me using your own son? Are you being fucking real right now?”He growled in anger and jabbed a finger towards me. “You’ll listen to me, you hear me!”I just glared, fists clenched so tight my knuckles ached.“As I was saying…” His face softened into something almost smug. “I went d

RivenI sat on the couch with a bowl of popcorn in my lap, the TV glowing bright in the dim living room. The Bulls were playing today — a solid matchup against a strong rival team. The stadium was packed, fans roaring even through the screen. I should’ve been there. On the ice. Part of it.Instead, Coach had benched me. “Take some time to rest,” he’d texted early this morning. To be honest, I’d been off, slow, and distracted, with my body feeling heavier and more unpredictable every day. The omega changes were getting worse. My scent was stronger. I couldn’t risk being around the team like that.So I stayed home watching from the couch like some stranger instead of their teammate.“Come on!” I shouted at the screen as one of my linemates missed a perfect pass. “Right there! Skate it out!”Even alone, I was cheering, leaning forward, heart racing with every play. When we scored, I jumped up, popcorn spilling everywhere, pumping my fist. When the final buzzer sounded and we won, a big g