Todos los capítulos de Claimed By The Hockey Captain: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

LoriWhen my eyes cracked open the next morning, the harsh autumn sunlight was streaming through the window blinds, cutting across my face like a knife.For three hazy seconds, my mind was mercifully blank. But then the crushing weight of reality slammed back into my chest with the force of a freight train, knocking the breath right out of my lungs.I lay frozen on my back, staring up at the white ceiling as an overwhelming wave of dread washed over me. I dreaded stepping out of this bed. I dreaded facing the whispers in the hallways. I dreaded my career, my choices, and every single decision that had led me to this exact moment.How had my life spiraled so completely out of control in forty eight hours?I dragged a hand down my exhausted face, feeling the dull ache behind my swollen eyelids. I had spent weeks building my reputation at the fashion camp, working until my fingers bled to earn that runner up contract. I had believe

LoriMy hands were clamped so tightly over my mouth that my fingers were completely numb.Down on the ice, the red goal light behind our net was spinning violently, casting a harsh, crimson glare across the white rink. The opposing team’s bench jumped over the boards in wild celebration, shouting and slamming their sticks against the flexi-glass, while the arena scoreboard flashed the sharp, mocking score: OPPONENT 1 — HOME 0.My heart felt like it had been violently ripped out of my chest.It was my fault. I knew it with every single fiber of my being.I had seen the exact moment Lucas’s gaze drifted up into the crowd, locking onto me. I had seen the sudden, blinding flash of hurt and anger settle into his eyes, shattering his posture. He wasn't playing hockey out there, he was fighting a war inside his own head because I was standing in his line of sight. He had hesitated on that defensive shift, missing his chance by a f

Lori Jessica’s venomous words hung in the freezing air between us, twisting like a blade in my ribs. She knew. She had seen Richard coming out of the hallway yesterday afternoon. And I knew with absolute certainty that if she had seen him, she wouldn't hesitate to spin it into another dirty, twisted lie to feed to Lucas the second this match ended. "You're unbelievable," I choked out, my voice trembling violently as fresh tears pricked the corners of my eyes. "I'm just observant, Lori," Jessica purred, crossing her arms tightly and giving me a sickly sweet, triumphant smile. "I wonder how Lucas will feel when he finds out your fashion judge lover was dropping by your bedroom right before the biggest game of his life?" "That is IT!" Ann yelled, her face flushed with pure fury. She grabbed my hand, yanking me away from the aisle before turning back to glare at Jessica. "We are not listening to another second of your

LoriI sat glued to the cold bleacher seat in Section 118, my hands squeezed into tight fists inside my coat pockets until my knuckles throbbed. The second half of the match felt like a slow, excruciating test of endurance.Every hit on the ice sent a sharp spike of adrenaline straight through my veins, and every time the referee blew his whistle, my heart hammered violently against my ribs.I was so tense my whole body felt stiff, my shoulder muscles locked in tight, aching knots.Down on the ice, the game had descended into a brutal battle of attrition. The opposing team was playing with an aggressive, desperate edge, throwing heavy body checks against the flexi-glass and pressing hard into our defensive zone. But Lucas was an immovable wall.He moved across the rink with a terrifying focus, shutting down their passing lanes, clearing the puck out of the crease, and directing the defense with sharp, authoritative barks. E

LoriI stood frozen in the middle of the hallway, staring at the double doors through which Lucas had just vanished with Jessica and Victoria. The air in my lungs tasted like ash. His flat, emotionless words kept echoing in my ears, cutting deeper with every repetition until I could barely breathe.“I don't want to talk, Lori. There's nothing left to say.”He hadn't screamed. He hadn't demanded answers. He had simply looked at me with cold, hollow eyes and walked away, leaving me trapped in a nightmare created by someone else’s malice.A sharp, breathless sob escaped my lips, shattering the quiet corridor. I backed up until my shoulder hit the cinderblock wall, my hands trembling violently inside my coat pockets. Tears poured down my cheeks in hot, unstoppable tracks, blurring the fluorescent lights above into blinding streaks of yellow and white.I managed to drag my feet forward, stumbling out of the athletic wing and th