All Chapters of Twin Aces: Claimed by the Alpha Captain (MM Romance): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Lucian POV The digital clock on the mahogany nightstand glowed a sharp, steady red. 2:00 AM.The penthouse was dead silent, dark except for the thin beams of city moonlight cutting through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Beside me, Orion was a massive, warm weight under the heavy duvet. His breathing was slow and deep, the steady rise and fall of his chest a familiar rhythm that usually brought instant sleep.Instead, a sudden, violent spark of friction ignited deep inside my pelvis.The air in my lungs turned to ash. My eyes snapped open, my pupils dilating in the pitch blackness as a massive wave of heat rushed up my spine. It was not the slow, dull ache of a standard post-game muscle cramp. This was a sharp, sour knot that tightened in the exact center of my abdomen, twisting my insides into a hard lump of pure ice.I bolted up.I threw the heavy duvet off my legs, my bare feet hitting the cold hardwood floor before my brain could even process the movement. The room tilted violently

Lucian POV The narrow strip of white thermal paper rested flat on the marble coffee table, the black printed numbers staring back at me like an execution order.Four weeks.The master suite felt ice-cold, the silent air freezing the breath inside my lungs. Dr. Vance was already packing his digital testing kit back into his black leather case across the room, his movements fast and completely silent under the dim pre-dawn light. He did not look at me. His gaze was fixed entirely on his equipment, bound by the multi-million-dollar non-disclosure contract he had signed before dawn.I sank deep into the leather sofa cushions, my entire body going completely numb.I had broken every single rule in the professional hockey league to survive. I had bound my chest with custom steel plates, injected toxic synthetic suppressors into my veins every week, and hidden my sweet vanilla honey aroma behind a wall of fake Beta blockers. I’d taken heavy body checks from giant enforcers, skated through

Lucian POVThe weight of the world did not disappear; it shifted.I sat on the soft rug beside the huge bed, the sun now shining warm, golden light across the floor. The panic that had bothered me was gone, replaced by a quiet feeling. Orion remained on his knees in front of me, a huge Alpha who had just promised to tear down a huge sports empire to protect our future.My green eyes looked at the lines of his face. He was not looking at the league rules or the traditional critics. He was looking at me.A sudden, strong burst of emotion flooded my chest, completely wild. It was a natural love for the father of my child, a feeling so pure it made my breath catch. I did not want to think about executives, medical testers, or the upcoming Game 5 anymore.I wanted my mate.I reached out my fingers, tangling into the thick hair at the back of his neck. I pulled him down.Our lips met with a strong crash. It was not a kiss of comfort; it was a strong, passionate reclamation. Orion let out a

Lucian POVThe air from the ice rink hit my face as I stepped out of the tunnel. It tasted like frost and stale sweat. My lungs took in the cold air of the arena, but my hand instinctively touched my flat stomach through my thick uniform.Everything changed this morning. I kept thinking about the bedroom rug, Orion's hands, and the small pulse under his skin."Eyes up, playmaker," Orion growled from behind me. His hand was on my shoulder pad, his fingers digging into the plastic.His scent, like cedar wood, was around me, wrapping me like a shield. He was not just my captain tonight. He was an Alpha protecting his family.I looked up at the stadium rafters. The championship banners were surrounded by thirty thousand screaming fans. The noise was a wall of sound that rattled the glass boards at ice level. Tonight was Game 5. The winner would take the qualifier spot for the World Cup tournament. The loser would go home with nothing."I am ready," I said, my voice steady.I skated out on

Orion POVThe black rubber disc rolled flat against my blade. Lucian's pass had no spin, a pass right on the tape. He had twisted his whole body mid-air, a feed that left three Titans players skating into their own teammates.I didn't waste time looking.I dragged the puck back, shifting my weight onto my skate to make the goaltender think I was going to shoot. The goalie dropped into a butterfly, his pads covering the ice. I flicked my wrists, launching a backhand shot into the small space over his shoulder.The puck went into the net.The red light behind the glass turned on, casting a glow over the ice. A second later, the arena erupted. Thirty thousand people cheered loudly, making a lot of noise that rattled the steel beams.We were up by one.I didn't celebrate. I didn't raise my arms. As soon as I left the crease, I looked for Lucian.Fenrir Vane was already moving. His face was twisted in anger under his helmet, his boots making deep marks in the ice as he charged toward Lucia