All Chapters of CROWN OF ICE: My Rival Captain Forgot Our Bond(MM ROMANCE): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

58 Chapters

CHAPTER 31: The Afterglow & Rehabilitation

Noah POVThe sharp morning light reflected off the fresh snow outside, pouring through the bedroom window.I lay under the heavy wool blanket, watching Adrian. He stood barefoot near the small kitchen counter just past the open bedroom doorway, wearing only dark grey sweatpants.The morning air in the cabin smelled of fresh pine, woodsmoke, and dark cedar mixed with sea salt. His broad back was etched with faint red scratches from the night before, his shoulder muscles flexing as he stirred a pot of hot coffee on the gas stove.I shifted against the pillows, my body sore and warm.Adrian turned at the sound of the sheets rustling. The dark amber ring in his eyes had settled into a deep, clear brown. He didn't look like the confused, distant stranger from the hospital corridor. He looked at me with an intense, steady warmth that made my chest swell.He walked into the bedroom holding a mug of black coffee, his bare feet silent against the timber floorboards.He set the mug on the night

Last Updated : 2026-08-13

CHAPTER 32: Returning to the Rink

Adrian POVThe heavy industrial doors of the Boston practice arena slammed shut behind me, cutting off the howl of the city traffic outside.I carried my gear bag over my right shoulder, my heavy boots thudding against the rubber matting. The scent of cold ice, fresh wax, and damp leather hit my nose, sharp and familiar.For three days, the league offices had searched for us. We had given them a simple story. The blizzard had knocked out power lines across Maine, trapping my rental SUV in a snowbank near a mountain pass while Noah’s vehicle was stranded ten miles down the road. Two separate drivers. Two separate breakdowns. No paper trail.Dr. Mercer stood near the main rink entrance, holding a metallic clipboard against his pristine lab coat.His blue eyes narrowed as I approached, his cold gaze scanning my face, my neck, and the firm way I carried my right shoulder. The dull, artificial fog he had forced into my head for three years was completely gone, but I kept my face blank, mas

Last Updated : 2026-08-14

CHAPTER 33: Flushing the Poison

Adrian POVDr. Ethan Mercer stood behind the steel desk. He pushed the amber glass bottle forward. The pale blue pills rattled inside the plastic container.The locker room air felt heavy. The smell of harsh bleach and cold linoleum burned my nose. My Alpha instincts roared in my chest. A deep, territorial rage demanded I cross the desk and wrap my hands around his throat. I kept my face an absolute mask of stone.Thirty percent of my memory had returned in the snowbound cabin. I knew my mate. I knew the bite mark on Noah’s neck belonged to me. I knew the man standing in front of me had stolen three years of my life.I reached out and picked up the bottle.The plastic cap snapped with a sharp twist. I poured two blue capsules into my right palm.Mercer watched my face, his blue eyes cold and unblinking.I brought my hand to my mouth. In one smooth, practiced motion, I trapped the capsules between the base of my thumb and my index finger. I threw my head back, faking a hard, dry swallo

Last Updated : 2026-08-15

CHAPTER 34: The Gala Plan

Noah POVThe press release flashed across every sports network at six in the evening.The National Hockey League officially confirmed the Annual Charity Gala at League Headquarters in Manhattan. Formal suits. Red carpets. Millions in corporate donations. Every franchise captain, executive, and board member was required to attend.I stood by the window of our off-grid brownstone apartment in Queens, watching rain wash down the glass.Behind me, the front door lock clicked twice.Adrian walked into the living room, stripping off his heavy leather jacket. His dark eyes caught mine instantly, a quiet, unyielding flame burning beneath his surface. Ever since the cabin, the bond between us pulsed like an electric wire. Even across the room, his dark cedar scent reached me, grounding my Omega instincts.Jax Miller and Leo Vance followed close behind him. Jax carried a rolled-up black architect tube under his arm, his Vice-Captain frame tense, his jaw set hard. Leo shut the heavy deadbolt beh

Last Updated : 2026-08-15

CHAPTER 35: Fitting Room Whispers

Adrian POVThe heavy brass bell above the front door chime rang softly as we entered the showroom.Vance & Kingsbury Tailors sat tucked away on a quiet side street in Upper Manhattan. Inside, the shop smelled of expensive wool, dark leather, and lavender polish. High crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, throwing warm gold light across rows of custom silk ties and tailored tuxedos.Noah stood on a low velvet pedestal in front of a three-way gilded mirror.He wore a custom black Italian wool tuxedo with satin lapels, tailored sharp to his frame. The white dress shirt fit snug against his chest, the top button left open while the elderly tailor adjusted the hem of his trousers.I stood three feet back near the leather armchair, my arms crossed over my chest.My dark eyes tracked every move of the tailor’s hands. Seeing Noah dressed in high elegance, his dark hair combed back, his sharp jawline highlighted by the gold mirror lights, made my blood run hot. The black leather collar ar

Last Updated : 2026-08-16

CHAPTER 36: The Black-Tie Masquerade

Noah POVGlass chandeliers hung from the three-story ceiling of League Headquarters, casting sharp gold light across polished white marble.Hundreds of wealthy donors, team executives, and league board members filled the grand ballroom. Classical violin music floated over the roar of voices, clinking champagne flutes, and the continuous flash of press cameras along the velvet ropes.I stepped through the main glass archway, pulling my black silk cuff down over my left wrist.My tailored tuxedo fit tight across my shoulders. Beneath my high formal collar, my skin still throbbed where Adrian’s teeth had marked me in the fitting room yesterday. The black leather collar was gone, but my scent sat trapped under a light synthetic spray, keeping my Omega aura masked from the sea of press reporters surrounding the red carpet.A small static pop clicked in my right ear."Primary camera loop is holding," Leo’s voice whispered through the micro-earbud. "Junction box in the kitchen corridor is by

Last Updated : 2026-08-16

CHAPTER 37: Side Story — Utility Closet Action

Leo POVThe basement service corridor smelled of warm machine oil, damp concrete, and old copper wiring.I stood near the corner junction, my back pressed flat against the rough cinder block wall. The heavy bass from the ballroom orchestra above hummed through the ceiling, vibrating in the soles of my formal shoes.Ten feet down the narrow hallway, Jax Miller knelt in front of the main security junction panel.He had stripped off his black tux jacket, wearing only his white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled tight over his broad forearms. A thin, blue laser cutter sparked in his right hand, humming a low frequency as he sliced through the panel's steel latch."Faster, Miller," I whispered, my gaze flicking toward the red emergency exit sign at the end of the hall."Quiet, Vance," Jax growled, his jaw set hard as the steel latch melted with a sharp click. "This box is wired straight to the building's central alarm."He pulled the metal cover off, exposing hundreds of color-coded wires

Last Updated : 2026-08-17

CHAPTER 38: The Extraction

Adrian POVMy black leather shoes made zero sound on the polished granite floor.I slipped past the velvet ropes of the main ballroom, stepping into the dark, vaulted corridor that led to the Hall of Fame exhibit wing. Behind me, the roar of applause and the booming voice of Commissioner Blackwood faded into a dull, distant hum.I checked my wrist. The red digital numbers on my watch counted down with brutal precision.03:42... 03:41... 03:40...Less than four minutes remained on the camera loop Jax and Leo had triggered from the basement. If I failed to reach the trophy case and return to the main floor before the clock hit zero, the live security feed would catch my face on every monitor in the building.The air in the exhibit wing felt cold, dry, and preserved. High glass cases lined the walls, displaying vintage leather gloves, silver championship rings, and historic jerseys behind reinforced glass.My eyes swept the ceiling corners. The small red lenses of the dome security camer

Last Updated : 2026-08-17

CHAPTER 39: Confronting Blackwood

Adrian POVThe shadow moved into the light.Commissioner Victor Blackwood stepped past the marble pillar, his silver hair catching the dim blue spotlighting. He wore a double-breasted tuxedo with a red rose pinned to his lapel. Two broad syndicate guards in dark suits stepped out right behind him, their hands resting flat over concealed shoulder holsters."You always were remarkably fast, Captain Cross," Blackwood said, his voice smooth and cold as polished stone. "Even with a damaged brain."I didn't answer. I stood my ground, my feet planted shoulder-width apart, my body blocking the mahogany pedestal. The military-grade hard drive sat heavy against my ribs inside my jacket lining."You missed the auxiliary sensor," Blackwood continued, pointing a gloved finger toward a tiny glass lens mounted beneath the ceiling molding. "Silent trigger. It doesn't ping the main console in the basement. It pings my personal phone."I kept my hands visible, my fingers loose at my sides. My Alpha blo

Last Updated : 2026-08-18

CHAPTER 40: The Flashbang Escape

Noah POVStatic hissed through my earpiece, followed by Blackwood’s cold voice through Adrian’s open mic: "One tap on this screen... and my agent puts a silenced round straight through your mate's spine."My blood ran cold.I didn't turn around. I didn't reach for my phone. In the reflection of a tall glass champagne fountain three feet ahead, I saw the grey-suited operative standing directly behind me. His right hand sat shoved deep into his coat pocket, a heavy metallic outline pressed flat against my lower back.The ballroom orchestra was playing a slow waltz. Hundreds of guests laughed under the gold chandeliers, completely oblivious to the weapon leveled at my spine.Through the earpiece, I heard Adrian’s deep breath—a slow, lethal drag of air before he rasped three words into the mic: "Flashbang... now, Noah."I didn't wait.I drove my left elbow backward with brutal force, landing a sharp blow straight into the operative's solar plexus.The guy choked on a gasp, his body doubli

Last Updated : 2026-08-18

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