บททั้งหมดของ The Hockey King I Hated: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

The Coach at the DoorLiam POV“Noah…”Coach Derrick's voice came from the other side. My eyes stayed on Noah. “What did you do?”He didn't answer. The knock came again. “Liam,” Derrick called. “You need to hear this from me.”Noah stepped to the door. I grabbed his arm.“Don't.” His eyes met mine. “If he knows we're here, he knows too much.”“Then we find out how.” Noah slowly reached for the handle. I stood beside him. He opened the door. Coach Derrick stood alone. No weapon. No men. Just his usual team jacket. His eyes went directly to me.“You're safe.”I laughed bitterly. “Am I?” His face tightened.“I've been trying to keep you safe.”“By benching me?”“By keeping attention away from you.”“You accused me of threatening Mia.”“I had no choice.”Noah stepped closer. “You always have a choice.” Derrick looked at him. “You're the last person who should talk about choices.”Noah laughed, a sound laugh. I stepped between them. “Enough.” I looked at Derrick.“Tell me about my father.”

The New CaptainLiam's POVI stared at the signature. Coach Derrick. My coach. The man who had taught me to lead. “You're sure this is real?” I asked. Noah nodded. “I checked the payment records twice.”I looked at the memory card. “Why would Derrick pay Marcus?”“To replace you.”“But why?”Noah's face hardened. “Because your captaincy gave you access.”“Access to what?”“Team meetings. Player reports. Contract discussions.” I shook my head. “That doesn't explain why they want me gone.”“It explains why they want someone they control in your place.” Marcus walked out of the arena. He saw us. His smile disappeared.Noah stepped closer to me. “Don't confront him.”“I wasn't planning to.”“You were.”“Maybe.”Noah almost smiled. “Come on.”“Where?”“The rink.”“Now?” I asked him. “You need to remember why you started playing.” Ten minutes later, we were on the empty ice. No crowd. No teammates. No coach. Just the two of us. Noah handed me a puck. “Shoot.” I laughed. “You brought me her

The Name He BlamedLiam POV“My mother?”The word barely left my mouth. Marcus nodded. “She ordered Mia to leave you.” I stared at him. “Why?”“I don't know.”“You just said she ordered it.”“I know what I heard.”“From who?”Marcus looked away. “Holt.” Noah stepped into the room. “What exactly did Holt tell you?”Marcus swallowed. “He said Liam's mother wanted him away from hockey.” My hands tightened. “Why would she want that?” Marcus shook his head.“I don't know.” I looked at Noah. He wasn't surprised. That scared me more than Marcus's words. “You knew something.”“No.”“You hesitated.”“Because I'm thinking.”“About my mother?”“Yes.”I turned away. My mother had left when I was young. She barely called. She never came to my games. And now someone was telling me she had helped destroy my career.I didn't know what to believe. Marcus spoke again. “There was a payment.” I turned. “What payment?”“Holt transferred money to an account.”“Whose?”Marcus hesitated. “Your mother's.” The

Back on the IceLiam POV“You're not playing.”Noah looked at me. “I can walk.”“You can barely stand.”“I'll be fine.”“You said that before.” He glanced at his swollen ankle. “It's not that bad.” I crossed my arms. “You're impossible.”“You've said that before too.”I almost smiled. Then his phone rang. Coach Derrick. Noah answered. “Hello?” Derrick's voice came through. “Liam is needed at practice.”Noah looked at me. “Why?”“Management changed its decision.” I sighed.“What decision?” Derrick continued. “Liam is captain again.” I laughed. Noah ended the call.I moved closer to him. “Captain?” He nodded.“They're giving it back.”“That doesn't make sense.”“No.”My phone buzzed. A message from the team manager. Report to the arena at 7 a.m. Captaincy reinstated. I stared at it. Someone had changed their mind overnight. But why?At the arena, the locker room went silent when I walked in.My captain's jersey hung in my locker. I touched the patch. For a moment, I felt like myself aga

Locked InLiam's POV“Marcus is missing?”Darius's voice came through the phone.“Yes.”“Where are you?”“Outside the arena.”“Don't come in.”I looked at Noah. “Why?”“The doors are locked.”“By Derrick?”“Yes.”My stomach tightened. “Get away from there.”“I can't.”“What do you mean?”Darius lowered his voice. “I'm still inside.” The call went silent. “Darius?” No answer.“Darius!” The line disconnected. I started to move towards the arena. Noah grabbed my arm.“Wait.”“My friend is inside.”“I know.”“Then let me go.”“We need a plan.”I pulled free. “I've spent too long letting other people decide where I can go.” He looked at me. Then nodded. “Fine.” He took out his phone. “I'll get you inside.”“You're not coming?”He smiled. “I never said that.” We reached the side entrance. Noah typed a code into the security panel. The door opened. I stared at him. “You had the code?”“I have my ways.”“You're becoming very suspicious.”“You're dating me now. You should expect that.”I stopp