All Chapters of Twin Aces: Claimed by the Alpha Captain (MM Romance): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter 41 — Jealousy Is Not a Flattering Color

Orion POVI do not usually go out with the team. Everyone already knows this. I show up when necessary, stay long enough to make my presence clear, and depart before anything gets careless. It is easier and cleaner that way. Control depends on distance.Tonight is different. It is not because of the group or the tradition. The end of the preseason is routine, yet everything changes because Lucian is sitting three seats down from me at the long table. He has a glass in his hand that he has not touched in twenty minutes. He came, and that alone shifts the night.He does not belong in places like this. It is not because he cannot handle the environment, but because everything here is unpredictable. It is loud and close. There are too many people, scents, and chances for something to slip. Yet he is here, watching. His posture is controlled, his shoulders relaxed in a convincing manner, and his expression is neutral. He listens more than he speaks. His eyes track conversations and exits.

Last Updated : 2026-04-24

Chapter 42 — What Maddox Said

Orion POVI do not tell him right away. That is the first mistake, or perhaps it is a choice. I tell myself I am giving him one more day of quiet. I want one more morning when the only thing between us is what we choose, not what is coming.But the truth does not wait. It sits with me through practice, through meetings, and through the long stretch of hours where I watch him move across the ice as if nothing is wrong. He acts as if nothing is about to break. The longer I hold the secret, the heavier it becomes. By the time we return to the hotel, I already know how this ends. It will not be quiet or clean.He is sitting on the edge of his bed when I walk in. He is unlacing his skates with his head bent and his focus narrow. He always takes care of his gear before anything else. He values order and control. I close the door behind me, and he looks up. He is not immediately wary, but he is aware."You are quiet," he says."I have been thinking.""That is never a good sign.""No."I do n

Last Updated : 2026-04-26

Chapter 43 — The Dain Problem

Lucian POVThe message arrives late in the afternoon when the building is quiet, and the ice has already been cut for the night. I sit alone in the locker room with my elbows on my knees as I stare at nothing. My gear is half off, and my skates are unlaced but still on my feet. I look like I stopped in the middle of leaving and forgot how to finish.My phone buzzes once. I almost ignore it, but then it buzzes again. It is an unknown number. I stare at the screen for a long second before I unlock it. The message is short.Private dinner tonight. League officials. Sponsors. You should come.A pause follows, and then another message arrives before I can process the first.Come alone.My chest tightens. I do not need a name or a signature because I already know it is Dain. The air in the locker room feels different all of a sudden. It is thicker and harder to breathe. I lean back slowly and rest my head against the cool metal of the locker behind me while I close my eyes.This is how it s

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CHAPTER 44 — THE FIGHT THAT ALMOST BREAKS IT

Orion POVI knew before I saw him, and that was the worst part. It was not the message or the name attached to it. It was not even the way the words were written, like an invitation dressed as a threat. It was the silence. The space between us had been growing for days. It was thin at first and almost invisible, then suddenly it was wide enough that I could feel it the moment he walked into a room.Lucian had been quiet before. He was careful and controlled. That was normal for him. This was not that. This was something held back.I found out the way I always do. It was indirect, efficient, and too late. A contact forwarded me a guest list for a private dinner. There were league officials, sponsors, and names that mattered. These were names that decided things quietly and permanently. His name was on it.Lucian Virek.There was no team designation and no plus one. There was just him. At the bottom, like an afterthought that was not one, was the name, Dain Voss. I stared at the list fo

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CHAPTER 45 — THE MAKEUP THAT ISN’T A MAKEUP

Orion POVI do not knock right away. I stand in the hallway outside Lucian’s door with two cups of coffee in my hands. I watch the quiet line where the door meets the frame, like it might give me an answer if I stare at it long enough. It does not. Of course it does not. The hallway is still, and it is too early for most of the team to be awake. This is the kind of silence that feels like it is holding its breath. I shift my weight once and then again. The paper cups are warm against my palms.I made them myself, and that feels like something that matters even though I cannot explain why. They are black with no sugar and too strong. That is the way he drinks it, and it is the way I drink it now.I sit down on the floor with my back against the wall beside his door. I am not in front of it and not blocking it, but I am just there. I am close enough. I am present. I do not knock because I do not want to force anything open. If he opens the door, it has to be his choice. So I wait.Minut

Last Updated : 2026-04-27

CHAPTER 46 — DAIN'S DINNER

LUCIAN POVThe restaurant has no sign outside and no menu in the window. It is just a heavy door on a quiet street and the specific silence of a room where everyone inside already knows they belong. I allow myself three seconds of hesitation on the pavement before pushing through. Any longer and it shows.Inside, the air smells like old money and careful conversation. The lighting is low, and the tables are spaced far enough apart that no one can hear what the next table is saying. It is the kind of room where deals get made, and careers get ended.I spot Dain immediately. He is already watching the door. He sits at a round table near the back. He is not hidden, but he is positioned. Hidden is fear. Positioned is control. Two men sit with him. They are league officials. I recognize the older one, Harrow, from the policy hearings running quietly in the background of everything. He oversees designation compliance in the northern division and has never once ruled in favor of an Omega app

Last Updated : 2026-04-29

CHAPTER 47 — AFTER THE DINNER

Orion POVThe hotel room is quiet when we get back. Lucian drops his jacket over the chair without looking at me and goes straight to the window. It is the same window and the same city, but it is a different version of the silence we have been building between us for weeks. I know the difference now. I can read his silences the way I read ice. I read them by the texture and by what moves underneath.This silence is not cold. It is tight. It is wound around something he has not yet decided how to say. I loosen my tie and sit on the edge of the bed and wait.He stands at the window for a long time. The city moves below him. It is indifferent and ordinary. His reflection is faint in the glass. His jaw is set, and his shoulders are slightly pulled in. This is the specific posture of someone carrying something heavy and refusing to put it down in front of anyone."Harrow will vote against the policy change," he says finally.I look at him. "What makes you certain?""The way he looked at m

Last Updated : 2026-04-29

CHAPTER 48 - Shower Scene

Lucian POVThe suppressant is not working anymore.I know it the moment I step off the ice. The warmth under my skin has nothing to do with the skate, nothing to do with the drills, nothing to do with the cold air still clinging to my jersey. It is internal, low, and steady. The kind that does not spike or announce itself.It just builds.I get through the locker room. That is the victory. I change quickly, nod at Keller when he says something I do not fully hear, and move toward the hall before anyone can read the set of my shoulders. The suppressant is doing something, enough to keep the scent controlled, but the physical heat is its own problem. It does not care about my schedule. It does not care that I have practice film to review, or that the team dinner is in two hours, or that everything about the last four days has left my nervous system in a state I cannot classify.The private shower at the end of the hall.That is where I go.***The water is hot when I step in. Too hot, p

Last Updated : 2026-05-03

CHAPTER 49 - The Morning He Doesn't Run

Lucian POVThe first thing I notice is the light.It comes through the curtain gap at a low angle, pale and unhurried, the kind that arrives before the city fully wakes. I have been awake for several minutes before I acknowledge it. The room is quiet. The air conditioner has cycled off. Everything is still in the specific way that early morning holds stillness, not peaceful exactly, but suspended.The second thing I notice is that I have not moved.This is unusual. My body has a pattern I built over the years, a sequence that begins the moment consciousness returns. Assess the space. Locate the exit. Identify what changed overnight and whether it requires management. It is not paranoia. It is infrastructure. The kind of habit that kept me invisible long enough to make it here.Most mornings, I am already sitting up before I have fully woken. Already calculating. Already building the distance I need before anyone else opens their eyes.This morning, I am lying on my side with one arm u

Last Updated : 2026-05-03

Chapter 50 — Team Dynamics Shift

Orion POVKeller figures it out on a Wednesday.I know the exact moment. He's at his stall, tape in hand, mid-conversation with Petrov about something inconsequential. Then Lucian walks in from the hall, gear bag over one shoulder, eyes down. Keller pauses, half a second, no more, then finishes his sentence and goes back to his tape. But his eyes follow Lucian to his locker, and when a second-string defenseman leans over and says something low near Lucian's space, Keller walks across the room and inserts himself into that conversation so naturally that the defenseman doesn't register being redirected until he's already talking to someone else.Lucian doesn't look up from his gear.I file it away and say nothing.This is not the first time I have watched a team quietly reorganize itself around someone. It happened once before, in my second year, with a defenseman who had a drinking problem no one talked about and everyone accommodated without naming. The difference then was that everyo

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