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Chapter 26-After the Hat trick.

Author: QuéSera
last update publish date: 2026-08-08 03:04:59
"I think you're becoming bad luck for every team except mine."

Maya looked up from her drink, tilting her head as Hunter slid into the leather booth across from her.

"Is that a compliment, Callum?" Maya asked, a dry smirk on her lips. "Or are you officially blaming me for Boston’s breakdown in the third period?"

"Definitely a compliment," Hunter murmured, leaning his forearms on the table. "Though Coach Briggs might mandate your attendance at every game if we keep winning."

"Don't give h
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