All Chapters of In love with my Ex’s Rival:The Ice Hockey Rival: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Tamara's POVI was leaving my last class when Elena grabbed my arm."He's here," she said. "Lucas is on campus. I just saw him walking toward the library."My stomach did something complicated."Okay," I said. "That's... okay.""Is it?" Elena asked, studying my face. "Tamara, you've built something real here. This doesn't change that, right?""No," I said immediately. "It doesn't. But I still owe Lucas an apology. And he deserves to actually see what we've built."I found him in the library, of course. He was standing in front of the paranormal studies section, and he looked older somehow. His shoulders had that careful set to them…….like someone carrying weight."Lucas," I said.He turned. When he saw me, the careful posture broke. He smiled, and it was real."Tamara," he said. "You look... good. You look happy.""I am," I said. "I also owe you an apology.""No, you don't…….""I do," I interrupted. "I was cruel when you left. You were trying to find yourself, and I made that harder i

Lucas's POVI didn't drive back to campus.I drove straight to the warehouse where the Sovereignty Movement was coordinating operations. It was obvious…..cars everywhere, wolves patrolling the perimeter, the heavy smell of fear in the air.I walked in like I owned the place.Kieran was in the main office when I entered. He was older than me……mid-forties, scarred, everything about him screamed violence. He looked up when I walked in."Lucas," he said, surprised. "What brings you here?""I need to talk to you about the Ashford attack," I said.His expression hardened. "Sit down.""I'm not sitting," I said. "I want to know why you authorized it."He stood up slowly. "Because it needed to happen.""People died," I said."One person," he said. "David Rivers. One casualty in this conflict.""He was seventeen," I said. "Just a kid.""He was a casualty of war," Kieran said coldly. "Acceptable losses always happen.""Acceptable to who?" I asked. "His mother? His family? Did you ask them if lo

Tamara's POVThe Council chambers were packed at 6 a.m.Every confederation alpha was here. Seven in total. Plus Garrett, Lucas, me, and the other Council members. The air was tense……everyone knew this was urgent, but no one knew why yet.Garrett called the meeting to order."Thank you all for coming on short notice," he said. "We have a critical situation. Last night, Lucas met with Kieran, the Sovereignty Movement's leader. What he learned changes everything."He gestured to Lucas.Lucas stood. "Kieran didn't order that attack on Ashford as a defensive measure. He ordered it as strategy. Specifically, to send a message.""What message?" asked Sarah, alpha of the Northridge pack."That anyone considering joining confederation will die," Lucas said. "David Rivers was seventeen. He was going to be a teacher. His family was considering joining us. So Kieran killed him intentionally."The room exploded."That's an execution," someone said."Of his own pack member," another voice said."H

Garrett's POVShe looked back to the map"Three bases," Tamara said, studying the map. "Coordinating multiple attack points simultaneously.""Exactly," I said, pointing to the marked locations. "Northridge territory, Westfield territory, and the southern industrial zone.""How confident is Sarah about these locations?" Tamara asked."Ninety percent," I said. "She has pack members who've seen Sovereignty Movement activity. Multiple sightings at each location over the past two weeks."Tamara leaned closer to the map. "What about defenses?""That's where it gets interesting," I said. "They're not expecting organized opposition. Kieran thinks the confederation is falling apart. He's confident, which means he's not fortifying.""That gives us an advantage," Tamara said."A significant one," I agreed. "But it won't last long. Once we move, he'll understand the situation has changed."She pulled up a chair and sat down, her mind already shifting into tactical mode. The exhaustion hadn't comp

Garrett's POV The Great Hall was packed. Every senior alpha was here. Not just the confederation leadership….but the older generation. The elders who'd been pack leaders for decades. The ones who'd seen territorial wars, pack politics, and strategic negotiations before confederation even existed. Sarah stood at the front, presenting the Northridge operation to the full council. Thirty-two fighters, twenty-eight captures, zero casualties, full intelligence gathered. The older pack members listened with expressions ranging from impressed to calculating. "The question now is how fast we move," Sarah said. "Southfield is larger. We estimate seventy-five fighters, but with morale already breaking from Northridge, that number could drop significantly." "What about Kieran's response?" asked one of the territorial elder who'd been leading the northern packs for thirty years. "Unpredictable," I said. "He might consolidate or escalate. We need to stay ahead of whatever he decides." The ol