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ELIAS'S POV The shower in my apartment was running so hot the steam had turned the bathroom into a mini sauna. I still couldn't believe that I'd had sex with a guy, and Ryder at that.“I must have been out of my mind,” I muttered to myself. If I had been drunk, I would have at least been able to blame the alcohol for last night. I couldn't get the image of me screaming under him, cumming like an idiot and even begging him to fuck me harder out of my mind.I scrubbed my neck until the skin was raw, desperate to wash away the scent of him, that mix of expensive cologne and the lust in his eyes.I leaned my forehead against the tile, letting the water pelt my back. I was Elias Carter, the captain of the Northwood Titans. My life was built on discipline, morning drills, and a reputation for being untouchable.Yesterday, I was all those things before I lost to Ryder."Get it together," I hissed at my reflection in the fogged-up mirror. My lower lip was slightly swollen, a visible mark of

ELIAS'S POV I could hardly believe my ears. What had he just requested from me? I couldn't fully process his words. This had to be some type of joke or something.“What did you just say?” I asked, refusing to believe my ears.“Oh, that I want to sleep—”“No, I didn't ask you to repeat it,” I stopped him in his tracks. “You're joking right? About what you said, I mean.”“Is it something you can't handle?” He folded his arms.“Who randomly agrees to have sex with the one person they hate?” I hadn't meant to add that part. He looked at me for a minute longer before letting out a sigh.“A lot of people would jump at the opportunity to sleep with me, though, so this is a first,” he shrugged it off like what he had requested was no big deal.“I'd pretend like it was a joke and give you time to think about what you really want,” I said, brushing past him. “Why?” He grabbed me by the arm. “Does it hurt your pride to have sex with me? Here's what? I won't disturb you ever again if you hate i

ELIAS'S POV The third period was my only chance to beat him and if I didn't, I was at his mercy.From the moment the puck dropped, the atmosphere in the arena shifted. The air was colder, the lights felt brighter, and the weight of the "C" on my chest weighed down on me. My teammates were playing for the win, but I was playing not to lose to Ryder who was determined to have me in his clutches.Ryder didn't shadow me like a normal defender would. He was just there, a constant presence at the edge of my vision. Every time I touched the puck, I could feel him behind me. It was nearly like his goal was simply to disorient me and keep me unnecessarily alert and cautious. I couldn't play like this, not him basically following me around."Focus, Elias!" Jason barked as he zipped past me, his eyes wide with a mix of confusion and fear. I tried. I forced my mind back into the familiar grooves of my training. *Head up. Knees bent. Watch the hips.* But my body wasn't listening. My muscles were

ELIAS’S POVThe air in the Northwood Arena was always the same: sharp, freezing, and smelling of old sweat and fresh ice. For twenty-two years, the ice had been the only place where I didn't feel out of place. As the captain of the Northwood Titans, I was the one who kept the team going. I felt the weight of the "C" on my jersey, a constant reminder that the success of the team heavily depended on me."Line change! Carter, get out there!" Coach Daniels shouted from the bench.I hopped over the boards, my skates biting into the ice. My breath came out in a white cloud, my lungs burning in the best way possible. I scanned the play, my mind already calculating three steps ahead. Jason Blake was on the wing, looking for the opening. I whistled and he looked my way.I was in control. I was always in control.Until I felt the shift in the atmosphere.The crowd basically went into a frenzy and I didn't need to look to know who it was. The opposing team’s colors, deep crimson and black were