Todos los capítulos de Rejected by My Hockey Alpha Stepbrother #omegaverse: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

ElliotBy the third day of the Inter-Pack Cup, I knew exactly how Damon was watching me.He never entered Mooncrest’s restricted coaching areas.He did not cross the security line near our bench.He did not send another direct message after the confrontation outside the medical wing.Instead, he appeared everywhere he was technically allowed to be.Near the upper viewing level during Mooncrest’s practices.Beside the registration desk when our players arrived for morning warm-ups.At the end of the public corridor connecting the arena to the guest halls.Always far enough away that security could not accuse him of approaching me.Always close enough for the mate bond to feel him.The first time, I told myself it was a coincidence.The second time, I stopped believing that.The third time, even Coach Harrison noticed.“He has been standing beside that pillar for fifteen minutes,” Coach said.I kept my attention on the tactical board.“He is waiting for Silver Moon’s practice.”“Their p

Elliot“The baby is mine.”Damon’s voice broke around the words.For one terrible second, neither of us moved.The equipment room felt too small.His scent filled the space, sharp with shock, grief, and something more dangerous. Alpha instinct pressed against the damaged bond, reaching toward the life beneath my jacket.My wolf reacted immediately.Mate.Father of pup.She surged toward him with a longing that did not belong entirely to me.I pressed one hand harder over my stomach.“No.”Damon’s face changed.“No?”His eyes dropped toward my hand.“Are you saying the child isn’t mine?”I looked toward the open doorway.He had cleared it earlier, but during the shock of realizing the truth, he had stepped into the path again. His broad body stood between me and the corridor, whether he understood it or not.My heartbeat quickened.“I am saying I will not answer while you are blocking the exit.”Damon looked behind him as though he had forgotten the door existed.Then he faced me again

ElliotThe medical wing smelled of herbs, clean sheets, and fear.My fear.It clung to my skin even after Damon had been taken away.I sat on the examination bed with my jacket folded beside me while Miriam moved around the room preparing the scanner. Dad stood near the door, his wolf pressing so close to the surface that the guards outside kept their distance.Evelyn remained beside the window.Lucas paced.Sophia sat in the chair nearest to me, holding my hand carefully.No one spoke.The silence made it worse.Every time I closed my eyes, I felt Damon’s hand around my arm.His body blocking mine.His mouth against me after I had told him no.The bond had reacted.That was the part that made anger burn hottest.My wolf had recognized him.My body had remembered him.For one terrible second, the bond had pulled us together as though my refusal did not matter.As though instinct could erase choice.I hated it.I hated Damon for crossing the boundary.I hated the bond for confusing my

ElliotThe Silver Moon file lay open across the strategy table.Damon’s name appeared on nearly every page.Captain.First-line center.Primary scorer.Power-play leader.Emotional weakness.I stared at the final words longer than I should have.Around me, Mooncrest’s coaching room remained quiet. Coach Harrison stood near the match board while two assistants reviewed Silver Moon’s defensive formation. Rowan and the senior players waited on the opposite side of the room, listening for the final strategy.The semifinal began in less than two hours.Mooncrest against Silver Moon.The match everyone had expected since the Cup draw.The match I had spent weeks preparing for.Now that it had arrived, every note felt too personal.I turned another page.Damon became aggressive whenever opponents delayed him near the center.He abandoned his position when frustrated.He chased players who challenged his authority.He made dangerous decisions when he believed someone was watching him fail.An

ElliotThe dizziness came in waves.The first one made the arena tilt.The second turned the players on the ice into blurred shadows moving beneath white lights.I gripped the edge of the boards until my fingers hurt.“Elliot.”Coach Harrison’s voice sounded distant.I forced my eyes toward the scoreboard.One minute and forty-two seconds remained.Mooncrest and Silver Moon were still tied.One goal would decide who advanced to the final.“I’m fine,” I said.The lie came out weak.Coach moved closer.“You are not.”Elias had already stepped away from the corridor entrance. I saw him approaching from the corner of my vision, concern hardening his face.I shook my head.“Not yet.”Coach looked at me as if I had lost my mind.“You almost fell.”“I need thirty seconds.”“You need Miriam.”“After.”Another wave of dizziness moved through me.I lowered myself into the padded chair before my knees could betray me completely. My hand went to my stomach.The baby felt quiet.Too quiet, fear wh