One wrong move on the ice could expose the monster hiding inside him. The crowd noise crashed over Kane Harlan like thunder the moment he stepped onto the frozen surface. Twenty thousand fans screamed for blood and he planned to give them exactly that. He pushed off hard, skates biting into the ice as the game exploded into motion around him. Cold air burned his lungs but he welcomed it. This was his world. This was where he could let the beast loose just enough without anyone knowing. A rival winger came flying down the wing with the puck. Kane met him like a wall. Their bodies collided with a loud crack that echoed through the arena. "Get off my ice," Kane growled, shoving the guy away from his team's star player. The winger shoved back, stick raised. "Who the hell do you think you are, Harlan? Keep your hands to yourself." Kane leaned in close, voice low and rough. "I am the guy who ends your night if you try that again. Back off." His teammate skated past quickly. "Nice hit,
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