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Chapter 27: Team Fallout
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2026-03-04 19:08:09
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Frozen Knot: Rivals Claim Chapter 29: Media Storm
Chapter 29: What They Can SeeThe first leak hit at 7:14 a.m.Jax's phone buzzed violently on the nightstand once, twice, then a relentless cascade that vibrated the wood like machine-gun fire. He fumbled for it in the gray half-light, squinting, expecting Ronan's name.It wasn't Ronan.Tyler: HARLS. Check X. Now.Reyes: Someone got a shot of the mark. Close up. It's everywhere.Jax sat up fast. Thumbed the screen open with a hand that wasn't quite steady.The top trending photo wasn't the old clinic hallway still. This one was new tighter, clearer, taken from close enough that whoever shot it had been standing right next to him. His collar pulled down. The bite exposed under harsh light.And even in the grainy compression of a phone camera, you could see it. The mark wasn't angry-red anymore. It had gone pale at the edges. Duller than it should've been, this soon after a claim.Faded already? read one reply with six thousand likes. Thought these things were supposed to be permanent lo
Frozen Knot: Rivals Claim Chapter 28: First Test
Chapter 28: First TestJax lasted eleven hours before he felt it.Not dramatic. Not the tsunami-force ache from the first heat. Just a faint wrongness, low under his ribs, like a held note going slightly flat. He was on his own couch, alone for the first night since the claim, phone dark on the coffee table because the league's new directive sat in his inbox in stark black type: no off-ice communication outside official team or league channels, effective immediately.He told himself it was exhaustion. Told himself the bite mark still ached because bite marks ached, that was just biology, nothing sinister about it.By midnight he wasn't telling himself anything. The mark had gone from a deep, satisfied throb to something duller. Flatter. Like a phone battery bleeding out overnight instead of dying all at once.He pressed two fingers to it. No sting. That scared him more than pain would have.His phone buzzed. He'd left it on, screen down, telling himself he wouldn't look.He looked.Ron
Frozen Knot: Rivals Claim Chapter 27: Team Fallout
Chapter 27: Team FalloutThe Stormbreakers locker room felt different the moment Jax pushed through the heavy door.Not louder. Not quieter. Charged like the air had absorbed something overnight and now carried it in every rustle of gear, every sidelong glance.He'd driven straight from Ronan's condo after a night that had been unexpectedly gentle. No desperate heat. Just sleep tangled together, hands linked even in dreams. For the first time since the hit in the tunnel, he'd woken without that hollow ache under his ribs.He still wore the hoodie zipped high. Pointless. The scent told the story louder than any collar could hide: honey-cedar now permanently layered with pine-smoke.Tyler saw him first. Froze mid-lace, skate dangling from one hand."Harls…" His voice cracked on the nickname. "Holy shit. You actually did it."Jax didn't break stride. Dropped his gear bag in his stall. Started unlacing his street shoes like it was any other morning.Reyes leaned against his own locker, arm
Frozen Knot: Rivals Claim Chapter 26: Ronan’s Place
Chapter 26: Ronan's PlaceThe drive from the league office was quiet, but not empty.Jax sat in the passenger seat of Ronan's black SUV, hoodie pulled up to shadow his face, arms crossed tight over his chest. The city slid past in muted shades of gray steel and early-evening haze. Ronan drove with both hands locked at ten and two, jaw set in that familiar stubborn line.The bond thrummed between them—soft, steady, a low current that turned every near-touch into something alive.They didn't speak until Ronan took the exit toward the downtown core instead of Jax's neighborhood."We're going to my place," Ronan said. Not a question.Jax turned his head slowly. "Why?""The league has access to your building. Cameras in the lobby. Reporters already sniffing. Mine's got better security. No surprises." A beat. "Also I need clothes. Gear. A charger. If we're doing this, I'm not living out of a duffel bag."The ghost of a smile. "You're moving in?""I'm being practical."Jax looked away, watche
Frozen Knot: Rivals Claim Chapter 25: League Fallout
Chapter 25: League FalloutThe league office conference room felt smaller than it had the last time Jax had been summoned here—back when it was just about contract extensions and media obligations. The long glass table seemed to shrink the space, reflecting cold fluorescent light off its surface. The projector screen at the far end still displayed the league logo on standby, frozen and impersonal. Three suits waited on the opposite side: Torres in her usual charcoal blazer, Hargrove with his perpetual frown, and a new face—a woman in her late thirties with sharp cheekbones, dark hair pulled into a severe knot, and a tablet already open in front of her. They sat like judges at a sentencing hearing.Jax and Ronan walked in together.No separate elevators. No staggered arrival times. No attempt to pretend distance.They crossed the threshold shoulder to shoulder. Jax took the chair on the left; Ronan claimed the one on the right. Their shoulders nearly brushed. The fresh claim mark o
Frozen Knot: Rivals Claim Chapter 24: First Light
Chapter 24: First LightJax woke to sunlight slicing through the half-closed blinds in thin, pale blades that cut across the rumpled sheets. For one disoriented heartbeat, everything was soft and quiet—then the bite mark throbbed, sharp and possessive, a living reminder branded into the base of his neck.Memory crashed in like cold water.Ronan.The knot locking them together.The claim.The bond snapping taut between them like a live wire finally connected.He lay very still, hardly breathing.Ronan was still asleep behind him—solid chest pressed to Jax’s back, one heavy arm draped possessively across his waist, palm flat and open over Jax’s stomach as though even in sleep he was trying to anchor the new bond in place. Their legs were tangled under the sheets; Jax could feel the faint, residual swell of Ronan’s knot scar resting warm against the inside of his thigh—soft now, but still tender from the stretch and pressure of last night.The room smelled overwhelmingly like them.Sweat
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