Saluting Captain Sky นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Ward Bennett is not just any player. He brings massive sponsorship money and investment to this franchise. What if Dr. Matthews makes even one small mistake? What if Ward’s recovery suffers? You signed a contract with this team not Matthew. You have a responsibility!” I felt my cheeks burn with humiliation and frustration. “I understand my responsibility. But I also have to protect my own mental health and professionalism. Ward and I have history. It was becoming too complicated. I made the call for the good of everyone.” Dr. Timothy opened his mouth to yell again, but the door opened once more. Jax walked in casually, wearing a light jacket and jeans, with that charming smile on his face.

Ever since that day, the word Captain had more weight than it should. Besides, I hated the hockey team. “Say it,” Zane said, “Say ‘yes Captain.” With a strained voice, I said. “Yes…Captain.” It sounded wrong. Forbidden. Like I was handing over something sacred. Zane tilted his chin, a smirk ghosting across his face. “Good.” His approval made my body shrivel in a way I dare not name. He turned around. He picked up a rope—red—from the desk. My stomach clenched hard. “I thought we agreed on no pain.”

The adrenaline from the game finally fading and my muscles began to throb. “Hi,” her fingers pushed back my damp hair. “How are you feeling?” I chuckled. “Really sore…” Someone touched my ankle and my eyes clamped shut from the pain. “Oh fuck!!” “I wonder how such a baby became the Captain of the Black Hawks,” I heard Marcus snare and I looked at him. I glanced back at Olive without any reply to his childish effort at rilling me up. He growled. “I'm guessing this plump bitch is your caretaker. Explains a lot really.”

Sorry for stealing your blanket. I stared at his messy handwriting, and despite everything, a smile spread across my face. The captaincy rematch happened that very afternoon, and the entire school packed into the arena all over again. This time, nobody cared about skipping classes, and nobody cared about their homework. The atmosphere was bloodthirsty. Ryan skated onto the ice first in his black jersey, and the cheers from the crowd nearly blew the entire metal roof off the building. Daniel looked deeply annoyed before the referee even blew the starting whistle.

“…Attention!!..Officer in Presence!…Morning Major…welcome back…hows the President?..”.(Captain Luka) “At ease!…he’s good as always…Luka, Call Sergeant Leku for me….he got order from the President…”.(Holgun Iron Horn) “Sergeant Leku?….oh….looks like the Special Force Boys will get more action..then…alright, sir I will called them myself…”.(Captain Luka)

Although I was denying it, still Sky pulled me forcefully to join them in their play, because our princess already slept being tired of playing with herself and aunty Rita aunty assured me she will take care of her. When the all players arrived on the ground, the key thing is that it required to start the game is two teams, that’s why first we selected the captains of two teams. Sky and Evelyn will be the captains of each team. My Sky decided this. “Brother-in-law Steve will be in my team; I choose him first.” Evelyn chooses me first on her team, and this led my Sky to make faces to Evelyn, and she also teased her by showing her tongue.

That sounded stern enough He scoffs and swiped his tongue through his lower lip, revealing his tongue ring. I almost got tempted to fall for the sexiness he emits by doing that. I chuckles "That attitude will get you nowhere except being kicked out of the team" I turns back to face everyone, “As for the rest of you, get on the field and show me what you got. Formation and everything. Who's the captain?" I'm not surprised when a couple of hands point to Sebastian, just like I thought.

A gruff voice at the other end of the table growled I recognised that as the hockey Captain, Noah Judging from the way his eyes kept going to her and the grumpiness , it was safe to say that there was something going on between them I clicked my tongue and smiled That was a pity, she was already mine

“What an interesting choice.” The captain was taken aback by the comment, and floundered a response. “I, er, was I mistaken?” he stammered. “I apologize… I, uh, what should I call you?” “Whatever suits you,” Lucifer said, and waved off the question dismissively. The mercenary captain looked around nervously at his officers in search of answers, but none of them had one for him. Instead, the captain cleared his throat and adjusted his stance. “I… look, I understand that you love to play games,” said the captain, “but now isn’t the time. Our fleet’s taking a serious beating. If this keeps up, we’re gonna lose our charge, and our contract’s gonna get voided. We can’t afford that.”