All Chapters of The ice reaper and His blonde obsession : Chapter 71 - Chapter 77

HORACEValentina had always been one to worry about everything, a typical overthinker. Her mind was a racetrack of worst-case scenarios, and right now, I was the one fueling her fears.Not that I wasn’t worried myself. The weight of what happened weighed heavily on me, but I had already called someone reliable to clean things up before the police could stumble upon it. I truly didn’t want to harm anyone that night. I wasn't a monster. But the exact second I saw those women dragging her, screaming for help, something inside my chest snapped. It broke my heart into a million pieces, and a blinding rage took over. I could swear under oath that I didn’t even know what I was doing until the screaming stopped and I saw the blood pooling around my boots.To make matters worse, the game was tomorrow. I had to be completely prepared to face Harold on the ice again, and my head wasn't in the game. Being related to that psychopath was the absolute worst thing humanity had ever given to me.My

HORACE My phone cut the silence, vibrating hard against the bench. The screen lit up with Azriel’s name. I stared at it, my stomach dropping."Give me a second," I said, standing up and stepping toward the row of lockers.I slid the green button and pressed the speaker to my ear. "Azriel.""Finally. Hi, Horace.""Hi.""Nice game today," he said smoothly.I blinked, completely caught off guard. I braced myself for a lecture, but the blow never came. "You watched?""Of course I watched. I always do. Maybe coming to see it live at the arena would be better next time." He cleared his throat, sharp and businesslike, completely brushing the topic aside. "Where are you now?""Why?""Just answer the damn question.""I’m still at the arena.""Why? What are you still doing there?""Nothing," I snapped, running a hand through my hair. "Just packing up. Is there an actual reason you called?""There is an important dinner meeting tonight. The Alpha is hosting it, and you have to be there, Horace.

VALENTINAA cold, heavy knot twisted violently in my stomach. The absurdity of her words made my blood boil. "What is that supposed to mean, Agatha?" I snapped, using her actual name for the very first time. It felt sharp and hostile on my tongue. "Killed who?""Harold’s little slut," Agatha spit out, her voice dripping with hate.I let out a harsh, dry laugh, though my heart was hammering against my ribs. My hands balled into tight fists at my sides. "I don’t have a single clue what you are talking about. Care to elaborate, or are you just losing your mind from the blood loss?""All I’m saying is that you and Horace need to back off and leave Harold alone," she sneered, crossing her arms over her chest.I took a step closer to the bed, my eyes narrowing as pure anger took over. "What, are you acting as his mother now? I think the alpha’s son can speak for his own pathetic self. He doesn't need a babysitter.""Or what, Val?" Agatha challenged."Or nothing," I fired back, my voice dead

HORACEI forced my horny thoughts away. The entire drive to the dinner, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Terribly wrong, because I know Valentina.I knew her well enough now to see the difference between flirting with me and distracting me. But fuck, she was winning at it.The little pauses between her words were too long. Her eyes kept drifting away whenever she thought I wasn't looking. Every time I caught her staring out the window, she'd immediately look back at me and smile like nothing was happening.Bullshit.Something had happened today. I just didn't know what.I tried to ignore it, telling myself it was just nerves about meeting the family. I could be overthinking it because I was also worried about eating with the family that had treated my mother like garbage for years.The mate bond made it impossible to ignore Val. Something was eating at her, and it made my wolf pace restlessly, wanting to drag the truth out of her pretty mouth.We finally made it,