All Chapters of CHECKMATE MY ICY HEART: FALLING FOR THE HOCKEY CAPTAIN: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CASPER’ POV I was already on my way to find out who the caller was. The urgency of the matter made me forget all about breakfast. I was quite aware that the Kingston family would be looking for me, but what I was pursuing seemed more important than sitting on that table and pretending to be okay with getting married to a total stranger. “Who the hell does she even think she is?” I muttered while I steered the wheel to the location that had been sent to me via text. It was a simple but classy duplex, and the two cars parked in front of it were enough evidence that there were people inside. I recognized one of the cars as soon as I sighted it, but the other seemed very luxurious and strange. I didn’t know that they made such cars with that kind of unique color. At first my steps were quick after a few seconds of getting out of my car, but my werewolf spirit instincts soon kicked in, causing me to reduce my pace at once. I wondered if I was sure of what I was doing. A few meters awa

ASHER’S POV My feet were moving as fast as I expected, aware of the fact that I needed to catch up with them as fast as possible. I panicked after checking on Caspian and saw he was not in his room. His belongings were gone, and one of the servants had already started changing the sheets. I asked after my adopted cousin, and I was told that he had left with the princess. I could only wish that she was wrong. I was still hastening my way through the part when I caught sight of the Mistress close to the gardens. She seemed very excited. “There you are! I was thinking that you had left.” “No, Mistress Rosina. I had a few things to attend to, but I am back now.” I responded almost immediately, walking toward her with an inquisitive look on my face. “I was told that Caspian left with the Princess.” “Oh, yes! That’s correct!” She nodded, her excited look still intact. “I don’t know why, but she decided that she wanted to leave at once. Her father and I couldn’t object since it was

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE HARPER’S POV For the second time in less than twenty-four hours, my son had asked me the only question I found very difficult to give him an answer to. His insistent curiosity kept me wondering if Asher had told him anything that could insinuate that he was his father. Will had asked me about his father severally, and I could only tell him that he was far away and couldn’t come to him. At some point, I wanted to tell my son that his father was dead because the CEO was dead to me, but that would have been so cruel of me. I feared that Will might know the truth by the time he was grown up, and I would have to deal with the severe consequences. I didn’t think I was ready for that. “No, baby. CEO Asher is not your father.” I lied, and that made me look away from my son, who looked like he didn’t believe me. “Why did the CEO look like my father? No one has ever spoken to me like that before.” The boy’s curiosity lingered, causing me to find something else to convi

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN HARPER’S POV “Manager Joe?” My eyes caught sight of Manager Joe walking toward me with a smile that countered the shocking expression on my face. I stood up almost immediately, dumbfounded and unable to think straight. “How?” I returned my gaze to Jenna, but it was obvious that she had left the answer for the Manager to give. “Hello, Mistress Harper.” Joe waved at me, his smile intensified as he moved closer and stopped a few inches in front of me. “What are you doing in this City? The last time I checked, you…” “I know what I said, Mistress Harper.” Joe stopped me at once. He didn’t want me to go further with what I was about to say. “Jenna here told me that you were trying to start up a career, and I decided to tag along. As your coach, I have the sole responsibility of making sure that you achieve your goals.” He maintained his smile while I maintained my silence. “You don’t need to say anything, Harper.” Jenna stood up from her seat and walked closer to

ASHER’S POV I contemplated the right response I was going to give to Sylvia, and knowing how inquisitive she could be, I couldn’t find any. My mind was clogged with several thoughts, thoughts about the mission that I feared my adopted Cousin was about to ruin. That was the only opportunity I had to expand my prowess and significance throughout the werewolf community, and I didn’t want to take chances with it. “You are not saying anything, Asher! Who were you talking to? And why were you whispering?” Sylvia insisted, folding her arms to indicate that she had all the time in the world to wait for my response. “Not tonight, Sylvia. I beg you…” I attempted to walk away, but Sylvia went after me, not in the mood to give up. “You have been keeping to yourself lately, Asher! You act as though we are not in this together!” “And how do you know that I was talking to someone about something we are doing together?!” I fired back at once, turning as soon as I stopped walking away. “Because