All Chapters of My Rejected Mate Is The Ice King: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Rowan POVMy body still ached from the beating Lucas had given me earlier, and every step sent another wave of pain through me. I had never seen that side of him before. Lucas had always been difficult, but he had never raised a hand against me, and the fact that he had finally crossed that line left me more shaken than I wanted to admit.I dragged myself out of the hospital with one hand pressed against my side, trying to ignore the exhaustion weighing down my body. The last thing I wanted was to leave, but I couldn't afford to stay another night.I couldn't spend more than a day in that hospital when my debts were already climbing faster than I could pay them. One more night would only mean another bill waiting for me, and I had no idea how I was going to handle the ones I already owed.I lowered my head and kept walking, forcing one foot in front of the other while silently praying my body would hold together long enough for me to make it home.“Yo, pretty boy over there. Come her

Rowan POVLucas rushed toward me and caught both my wrists before I could take another step.“Shut up, Rowan.”I snarled at him, and the anger hurt more than the fear ever did. “Isn't she the one who allowed you to betray me with my best friend? Isn't she?”Lucas's expression hardened then his hand struck my cheek.I stumbled sideways, one hand flying to my face as the room spun for a moment.“Don't you dare speak about the Moon Goddess like that,” he warned, his voice low and threatening. “Say another word, Rowan, and you'll regret it.”For once, I was empty. No answer, no comeback, nothing. But deep inside, one question wouldn’t shut up, and it was eating me alive.If the Moon Goddess had truly chosen this fate for them, then why did I feel like I was the one being punished?Diego's voice trembled as he stepped forward, his hands clasping together nervously. “Please, Lucas, spare him.”I shot daggers at him as that irritating soft voice sounds again.I almost laughed.“Spare me?” I

Drake POV Apparently, the morning wasn't going to end without another headache.Slowly, I turned my head toward the man standing in the hallway. “What?”He hesitated before glancing at the damage around the house. “About what happened here—”“Don't.” My voice came out colder than intended.He swallowed.“Just because I didn't hit you doesn't mean you're free to do whatever you want with what happened today.” My eyes narrowed. “If you decide to publicize any of this, go ahead. Tell whoever you want.”A humorless smile touched my lips. “But you'd better have a very good lawyer ready when I come looking for you.”The man's expression changed immediately.I didn't wait for his response.There were more important things to worry about than an overconfident 'supposed' friend with a loud mouth.Rowan groaned weakly against my chest, and my attention immediately returned to him.Right now, getting Rowan somewhere safe mattered more than anything else.I carefully settled Rowan into the passe

Drake POV Coach was waiting for me in the locker room, pacing back and forth with barely contained frustration. The moment I stepped through the doorway, his head snapped toward me.“Coach.”“Where the hell have you been?” he barked, stopping in front of me. “Did you even check your phone?”His tone immediately put me on edge.I pulled out my phone and unlocked the screen. The notifications were already stacked across it, one after another, until the sheer number of messages made my brows pull together.“What the hell...?” My thumb moved across the screen as I opened the messages.The first headline immediately caught my attention.Frost Fang has proposed a bet!Another notification appeared beneath it.Can the Everlasting Star defeat this dark horse?Then another.Who will win? Frost Fang or Rucker's team?My expression slowly hardened.Frost Fang.The name alone was enough to explain Coach's mood.They weren't just another team looking for a match. They had built a reputation aroun

Drake POVMy jaw tightened as I glanced at the scoreboard before turning back toward my teammates, raising my stick to get their attention.“Reset!” I shouted. “We've still got time. Keep your formation and stay on them!”The whistle sounded, and the game resumed with both teams immediately surging toward the puck. We increased the pressure, moving it faster and forcing Frost Fang deeper into their zone.For several minutes, we controlled possession, stealing the puck twice and creating three clear opportunities, but every time we found an opening, their defense closed around us before we could take advantage of it. Their players covered for one another with irritating precision, shifting into position before we could exploit even the smallest gap.“Keep moving!” I called as I cut toward the boards.A teammate spotted me and sent the puck across.I reached for it.A Frost Fang stick suddenly swept in front of mine, knocking the puck away to their captain.He took possession in one sm