Todos os capítulos de PUCKING CAPTAIN NIKO : Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

JEREMY’S P.O.VI had nightmares about today.In some of them, my skates felt like they were stuck in wet cement, and I couldn't move fast enough. In others, the puck kept slipping away from my stick, while Coach Harrison watched disappointedly. But no matter how the nightmare started, the assessment always ended the same way.I was kicked off the team.It was ridiculous, really. I could practically hear Coach’s booming voice echoing in my head, telling me to get the hell off his rink. I’d spent the last two weeks training like a maniac with Niko, pushing my body and improving in ways I hadn’t thought possible. Yet, skating out here, the possibility of being cut felt just as real as it had on day one.By the time my blades touched the ice that morning, I was already running on fumes. I tried to shake off the residual dread of the nightmares, ignoring the flutter in my stomach. It was no use.Today was the day. My last chance to prove I belonged on the Westbrook hockey team.Coach Harri

JEREMY’S P.O.VI had only Niko to thank for this.My eyes searched across the ice for him, and once they did, I watched him chat with a couple of the guys. He looked at ease, leaning against the boards as if he hadn't just single-handedly altered the course of my hockey career.I wanted to walk over there. Actually, what I really wanted to do was sprint across the rink, throw my arms around him, and squeeze the breath out of him.But I couldn't. It wouldn't be right. We’d grown closer over the last two weeks, sure, but that didn’t give me a free pass to suddenly throw myself at him just because I was currently high on joy. The post-victory adrenaline was humming so loudly in my veins that I felt capable of just about anything.“Hey, man. Congratulations!”I turned to find Toby jogging up, a massive grin plastered across his face.I had to force my own expression to mirror his. Toby and I had barely exchanged two words before today, which made the warmth a little jarring.“Thanks,” I s

JEREMY’S P.O.VMy breath caught, and my fingers grazed the handle, flinching at Axel’s booming voice.“The fuck is wrong with you, Jer?”I reluctantly turned around to face him. “Nothing’s wrong with me, Axel. I just want one fucking night with my friends, and you’ve decided those plans don’t matter just because you want me here.”“Is it a crime to want to spend time with my fucking boyfriend?” he snapped, getting out of bed.He moved fast towards me, grabbing hold of my arm and pressing me hard into the door.“Stop!” I yelled.“Keep your fucking voice down!”“No!” I yelled back.I couldn’t believe I’d actually shouted at him. I almost apologised out of habit.Almost. It died before it could leave my mouth.My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat, but I couldn’t bring myself to take the words back.“You’re my boyfriend. So what? Does that mean I’m not allowed to spend time with my friends unless you approve of it?”He dragged a hand through his hair.“Jesus fucking

JEREMY'S P.O.V."Yeah... that’s exactly what happened," I confessed."Oh my fucking God, Jer!" Kim screamed excitedly, nearly jumping out of her skin again.River, however, still looked skeptical. Her eyes searched mine, trying to read me. "Are you actually serious?""Yeah. He’s still a little shy about the whole thing, which is why I couldn't tell anyone. And why I still can't."Her water-blue eyes held mine, and I had to force a convincing smile onto my face.God, please let her buy this. I mean, it wasn’t even a total lie—this was technically the truth.Finally, River’s expression softened into a smile, and I almost gasped with relief."How is he? Wait, how did you guys even meet?""Uh, at the bar during my shift," I lied smoothly. "He was in town on a business trip and stopped by for a drink. Honestly, it was the luckiest night of my life."Her smile widened as I spun the tale. I kept feeding her more details about what he did for work, where he was from—literally any story to sel

NIKO'S P.O.VJeremy was with someone, and damn, did that hurt to know.That was the only thought stuck in my head, his hickies were all I could picture as I sat against the couch, forcing down a piece of pizza I could barely taste.Huge, fucking marks sucked into his neck. Put there by someone else. Hot blood rushed to my ears.Fuck!Why?And God, who?Why? Because he’s a grown adult who could do whatever the fuck he wanted. And I didn't fucking care who it was, but fuck, was it driving me crazy.I exhaled sharply, the breath catching in my throat until I was practically choking on my food. Beside me, Kim caught the tension. Her expression softened with pity as she slid a glass of margarita into my hand.“Here, to wash it down.”I forced my lips into a tight smile, taking the glass just for show. I had no intention of drinking it; I couldn't afford a hangover tomorrow. I needed a clear head, but clarity was impossible with Jeremy consuming every thought.I breathed through the choke i