All Chapters of Ice And Blood: The Coach's Secret Omega : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

AsaThe world tilts violently, a sickening blur of shattered safety glass and the sharp, metallic tang of deployed airbags."Asa! Get down!"I tried. God, I tried, but my body wasn't cooperating. My head was pounding, my ears were ringing, and every time I tried to move, the world seemed to tilt sideways."Sam..."I wasn't even sure if I said his name aloud. A hand grabbed my shoulder, and I flinched."It's me. Look at me, Asa," came Sam's voice.I could barely make out his face through my blurred vision, but there was blood on his forehead, and his expression was nothing like the usual carefree one I knew."What...?" He didn't let me finish."Don't move. Just stay down."Another gunshot rang out, followed by the sound of something striking the car. That was when I finally understood. We were being shot at. But the others..."Yaro?" I managed."He's fine. Just stay with me."Sam's hand violently collides with my shoulder, shoving me flat against the torn leather of the seat just as a

AsaGetting to Kirill turned out to be considerably harder than I had imagined. For starters, I wasn't allowed to do anything. Not pack my own clothes, not walk around without someone hovering over me, and certainly not argue with the doctor when he insisted I needed more time to recover.Sam, of course, found the entire situation hilarious for some reason. Apparently, watching me threaten to stab him with a fruit knife hadn't convinced him that I was capable of making my own decisions. By the time Yaro finally gave the go ahead for our departure, I was ready to scream. I didn't, mostly because my ribs still hurt whenever I breathed too deeply.The guy was a total control freak. I'd let his serious face fool me, but these past two days had shown me exactly what he was like. So by the time we were finally ready to leave, I'd almost collapsed with relief. Figuratively, of course. I wasn't looking to give anyone another reason to keep me in that hospital.The journey was exhausting. My s

AsaI wake up warm. That's the first thing I notice. The second is the arm wrapped securely around my waist, the familiar weight of it pinning me to the mattress in a way that makes my chest ache with relief.He's still here.I open my eyes slowly, blinking against the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. Kirill is asleep beside me, his face relaxed in a way I rarely get to see. The tension that usually lines his jaw is gone. His brows aren't drawn together. He looks younger like this. Almost peaceful.My gaze moves over him slowly. The broad shoulders, the tattoos curling over his skin, the strong line of his jaw. His hair is slightly disheveled, and his lips are parted just a little as he breathes.He's gorgeous.I've always known that, but seeing him like this unguarded, vulnerable, and mine makes something tighten low in my stomach. I shift slightly, careful not to wake him, and my hip brushes against his thigh. I bite my lip.I should let him sleep. He's probably ex

Asa"Boss! Boss! Kill!"Sam's voice snapped me out of whatever trance I was in. The reality of the weight on top of me hit so suddenly that it knocked the air out of my lungs."Kirill?" I said feeling my heart rip open.He lifted a hand, his fingers trembling as he reached for my cheek. Blood dripped from them, smearing across my skin when he touched me.I couldn't fucking breathe. "It's okay, baby. You're fine..." He didn't finish.His entire body went limp, and his hand slipped from my cheek, falling uselessly beside him.The mark on my neck suddenly burned. Tears stung my eyes. No.No, no, no."Kirill!" I shouted, as I pushed myself up, carefully supporting his head as I tried to get him to respond."Sam! Help him!" But Sam was just standing there, staring at us as though his mind had stopped working."Sam!" I tried again, but he didn't answer."Kirill, no. You can't leave me. You can't! I won't allow it. Please, Kirill, don't leave me. I'm begging you!" I said pressing my hands in

AsaI spent the next few days by Kirill's side.He'd been in the ICU, but tonight they were moving him to the general ward. The doctor had told me he was doing much better, that he was finally out of danger and should wake up soon.My legs had nearly given out in relief.He wasn't leaving me. He was going to be fine.And for the first time in days, I could breathe without feeling as though there was a hole in my chest, constantly sucking the life out of me.By the following morning, they'd already moved him. The doctor had also said he could now receive visitors and that it wouldn't be long before he woke up. But that had been last night. And now, hours later, he still hadn't opened his eyes."Asa, you should go and rest. At least for a few hours. When he wakes up, I'll call you first. I promise."Sam had been nagging me since yesterday to go home and get some rest, but which home was he talking about? The only home I knew in this place was right here, beside Kirill. I was perfectly h