CHAPTER 11:

Roland’s POV I stood outside the campus hockey arena, lights blazing everywhere for the opening night of the European Championships qualifiers. The crowd noise buzzed like a hive ready to explode, with fans yelling chants and laughing in big groups. Jeffery shifted next to me in his button-up shirt, looking sharp but tense as hell. His shoulders were hunched up, and his hands kept flexing at his sides. We were supposed to be the big “couple” debut tonight, and my stomach was in knots. Not because of the game or the pressure from coaches breathing down my neck about the qualifiers. No, it was all because of him. This guy had me twisted up in ways I never saw coming when we first made our deal. “Ready?” I asked quietly, flashing what I hoped was a relaxed grin to try and loosen things up between us. He nodded, but his jaw was tight. “Let’s get this over with.” Cameras flashed before we even reached the red carpet. Photographers swarmed like sharks smelling blood, pushing forward

CHAPTER 12: The Confession

Jeffery’s POV I couldn't sleep at all. The big fancy bed in Roland's penthouse felt too soft, too empty, like it was swallowing me up. My brain kept replaying everything—the dinner, his hand on my knee, that stupid photo online. It was two in the morning and the city lights outside were still glowing soft through the huge windows, throwing weird shadows across the living room. I gave up, threw on a hoodie, and padded out there barefoot. The floor was cold as hell on my feet. Roland was already there, sitting on the floor with his back against the couch. Legs stretched out, head tilted back a bit. He looked up when I came in, those dark eyes catching the light from outside. Didn't say anything, just watched me. I hesitated for a second, then dropped down on the couch right near him. Close enough I could feel his warmth but not touching. The silence stretched out between us, kinda comfortable for once. Not the awkward crap from before. Just... quiet. "Why are you up?" I asked after

CHAPTER 13: The First Shift Tease

Jeffery’s POV I woke up gasping, my whole body on fire. Sweat soaked through my t-shirt and the sheets, making everything stick to my skin like glue. The clock on the nightstand glowed at 3:17 AM. Tomorrow was the full moon, and something inside me was breaking apart. My bones felt like they were cracking, slow and deep, sending sharp pain shooting through my arms and legs. I curled up on my side, clutching my stomach, trying not to puke. It hurt so bad, like my insides were twisting and stretching.The silver light from the moon was starting to creep across the sky outside the big windows. It looked kinda pretty, but right now it felt like it was mocking me. I was supposed to be this defective omega who never shifted, but tonight my body was trying anyway. Or maybe fighting itself. I didn't know. All I knew was I couldn't just lie there.I pushed myself up, legs shaking like jelly. The room spun. "Shit," I whispered, stumbling out of bed. My feet hit the floor and my knees gave out

CHAPTER 14: Lucien's Warning

I stepped into Moonfang Manor feeling like some random intruder sneaking through my own house. The halls smelled the same—old wood and that faint wolf scent that always hung around pack places—but everything felt off. Midday light streamed through the tall windows, making the floors look too shiny. Servants nodded and bowed their heads as I passed, mumbling "young master" like I belonged. Elders in the side rooms glanced up then looked away quickly, like they couldn't handle seeing me. Dad? Nowhere around. Part of me felt relieved, like dodging a punch. The other part? It stung bad, like always. Why did I even care after all this time?My sneakers squeaked on the floor as I headed to Lucien's recovery room. White walls, beeping monitors everywhere, and that hospital smell mixed with pack herbs. He was propped up against a pile of pillows, arm in a brace, face still kinda bruised but way better than last time. The swelling had gone down and some color was back in his cheeks. Still, he

CHAPTER 15: The Revelation

JEFFERY'S POVI pushed open the door to Roland's penthouse, my legs feeling like wet noodles after the trip to the manor. The city lights glowed soft through the big windows, painting everything in blues and oranges, but it didn't calm the storm in my chest. My hands wouldn't stop shaking. Lucien's words kept echoing,blood moon, Crowe family, visions of bad shit going down. I felt like I was gonna puke or cry or both.Roland was waiting right there in the living room, arms crossed, looking all tense like he'd been pacing. One look at my face and his eyes narrowed. "What happened? You look like you saw a ghost, Jeffery."I dropped onto the couch, rubbing my face hard. "Lucien... he told me stuff. Warnings about the championship. Dreams of blood and fighting under this blood moon. He said the Crowe family won't stop at anything. Damien's just the beginning. And the prophecy... he thinks it's not about him anymore. It's about me." My voice cracked saying it out loud. It sounded crazy eve

All Chapters of Skating on Thin Ice : Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

CHAPTER 11:

CHAPTER 12: The Confession

CHAPTER 13: The First Shift Tease

CHAPTER 14: Lucien's Warning

CHAPTER 15: The Revelation