Todos os capítulos de Claimed on Ice: Marked by the Rival Captain: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Theo POVThe oak door clicked shut. The deadbolt slid into place with a heavy thud. I let out a sigh.I dropped my bag on the floor. My hands were shaking. I pressed my back against the wood, closed my eyes, and took a breath. The air in this room was crisp and clean. It smelled of nothing, no dust and grease. Just sterile luxury.A wave of relief hit my chest, sudden it made my stomach twist. Thank God I left Liam behind.Before I drove into the city to face this nightmare, I left my son with my sister, Chloe. He was safe in her quiet suburban house miles tucked into a crib in a room Dominic would never find. Dominic knew I was an omega. He was the one who caught me, the one who used my dynamic to force me into this marriage contract to buy my silence. He did not know about the pregnancy. He had no idea I had carried a child to term in secret during the off-season, let alone that I was keeping a baby hidden from the league. If I had brought Liam to that broken-down apartment tonight

Dominic's POVThe electronic lock on the master bedroom door clicked into place. It was a sharp, final sound in the silent penthouse.Across the room, Theo stood by the glass window. His shoulders were high and tight. He gripped his duffel bag tightly. The big black hoodie he wore made him look even bigger, but it couldn't hide how fast he was breathing. I watched the rough fabric rise and fall. He looked trapped, his eyes darting toward the glass as if calculating the drop to the street below.I sat on the edge of the bed. The black silk sheets felt cool under my hands. The bed was big enough for both of us to lie down without touching, but the space felt small. The air in the room was changing fast.Theo didn't move. He stared ahead. His jaw was clenched tightly. The muscle in his cheek was twitching from the pressure."The audit is at nine," I said. My voice sounded loud in the room. "If my father's people search the suite and find your bag by the door, they will think you are tryi

Theo POVI was still trying to catch my breath when the league spokesperson suddenly stopped the audio.The press conference was a mess of people moving and cameras flashing. I was relieved to be free from Dominic's hand on my leg. I got up. Left the platform without waiting for the media to clear out, and I did not look back at Dominic's father, who was sitting in the third row. I just walked to the team bus, feeling humiliated and angry.Three weeks later, my ribs still hurt a lot when I breathed. It felt like someone was poking me with an iron. I was on the ice, skating, but I was not really paying attention to the game; I was too busy thinking about Dominic.The scoreboard said the game was tied. I did not care about that; all I could hear was the sound of Dominic's skates on the ice. There were thousands of fans screaming. It was like they were not even there; all I could think about was Dominic.I started skating, chasing after the puck. My stick hit the ice, and I got the puck.

Dominic POVThe door handle made a click in the dark room.Beside me, Theo became still, his body rigid. I reacted quickly before he could make a sound. I put my hand over his mouth to keep him quiet. His skin felt very hot against my palm. It was sweaty.The door handle rattled again, this time forcefully. I moved my weight to press Theo against the wall so he would not make a sound. Our bare legs were tangled together in the dark. They slipped against each other.A deep voice said, "Hey, this door is locked."I knew it was the security guard. My heart was beating fast, like it was going to jump out of my chest. I kept my hand firmly over Theo's mouth. He was breathing quickly, and his chest was moving up and down against mine. His fingers dug into my arms. He did not push me away.The security guard said, "Check the master key."Another voice said, "The Titans staff said everyone went to the bus, but the lights in the hall are still on."Theo's eyes went wide in the dark. I could fe

Theo POVI was standing in the shower room. Julian was staring at the mark on my neck. The air felt thick and heavy. It smelled like my vanilla scent and Dominic's strong coffee."Cover that up," Julian said quietly. He moved closer to me. Blocked the door. "Do it now."My hands were shaking as I grabbed a patch from my bag. I put it over the bruise. Pressed hard. Then I got another patch. Put it on my neck to stop the vanilla scent from coming out."It is covered," I said tightly.Julian didn't look like he believed me. He crossed his arms, and his forehead was all wrinkled. "Your scent is all wrong. The patches are not working well. If I can smell Vale's scent on you, anyone can."I lied to him. "It was an accident in the corridor. We bumped into each other after the game. It got a little heated."Julian laughed. "Heated?" he said. "You smell like you spent the night with him. People are already talking. Someone saw you near the Royal captain's car after the arena lights went out."