All Chapters of The Hockey Player’s Dirty Bet: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Sasha’s PovThe bitter wind outside the West Wolves training facility cut right through my heavy jacket, but it was nothing compared to the chill in my stomach as I pushed open the heavy glass doors.I didn't want to be here.Ten years ago, the hockey world had spat my family out after a devastating scandal stripped my father of his career and left us counting pennies just to survive. Since then, I had built my life around a strict, unbreakable rule: keep your camera steady, keep your mouth shut, and stay as far away from professional hockey players as humanly possible. They were loud, dripping with unearned wealth, and entirely full of themselves.Yet, here I was, clutching my camera bag like a shield, walking straight into the lion's den to photograph the most arrogant team in the league."Just take the photos, collect your paycheck, and leave," I muttered to myself, marching across the polished concrete floor toward the rink.I found a quiet corner near the edge of the ice, unzippe

Kellan’s PovHer words felt like a physical slap across my face. “You could be the last man on earth, Kellan West, and I still wouldn't date you.”I stood frozen in the middle of the crowded hotel ballroom, watching Sasha's back as she stormed out the glass doors. For the first time in my entire life, a woman had rejected me, walked away, and left me completely speechless. Usually, girls laughed at my jokes, smiled at my winks, and practically tripped over themselves just to get a text back. But Sasha Reed? She looked at me like I had a bad smell, and no matter what I did, I could not charm my way past her walls."Whoa, man. You look like you just got hit by a truck," Marcus said, dropping a heavy hand onto my shoulder.I blinked, pulling myself out of my daze, and turned to look at my teammates. Marcus, our alternate captain, was grinning from ear to ear, holding a glass of sparkling water. Behind him, three other guys from the team—Luke, Tyler, and Noah—were watching me with mass

Kellan’s PovThe sound of Sasha's chair scraping against the floor and her sudden bolt out of the coffee shop echoed in my head long after she was gone.I had watched her rush across the street, climb into her car, and drive away into the dark night. Her words about her family falling apart, about a scandal and a life destroyed overnight, hung heavily in the air between the empty coffee mugs.She thought I was just another spoiled rich kid who never had to worry about a thing. She thought my life was a fairy tale.For the first time since Marcus proposed that stupid billionaire bet, winning the money didn't matter to me anymore.This wasn't about proving a point to my teammates, and it wasn't about my ego. It was about Sasha. I needed her to see that I wasn't just a face on a billboard or a last name with a trust fund. But sitting there alone in the quiet cafe, I realized something important: rushing her would ruin everything.If I pushed too hard, she would just build her walls highe