Sebastian POVThe smell of my hockey gloves hit me like sweat and old leather. I sat on the bench in our locker room, the sharp smell of wintergreen oil burning my nose. The Redmoor Kings were all getting ready around me. It was Game One of the playoffs. We had just finished playing on our home ice. I was still thinking about some security footage.I put on my jersey, pulling it over my shoulder pads. The captain's C was on my breast. I could feel my body getting ready to fight, a fury under my skin. Daniel and Devereux were out in the city, thinking they had a plan to get to my mate. They thought the playoffs would distract me. They did not know that when an alpha is cornered, they play to win."Listen up!" I shouted.The locker room was silent. The coaches stopped talking. All twenty players looked at me. My scent filled the room, sharp and aggressive."The opponents play rough," I said, my voice low. "They think they can bully us on our ice. We do not back down from hits tonight. W
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