Chapter 1

Kyler The air inside this giant, bear head smells like fifteen years of unwashed sweat and my own suffocating devotion. I adjusted the thick rubber neck of the mask, pressing my face closer to the tiny mesh mouth screen. Honestly, if this game doesn’t wrap up in the next ten minutes, I might pass out from heat stroke.“Go Bears!” I shrieked. Inside the mask, it was a desperate plea for air. To the stadium, it came out as a cheerful, high-pitched mascot squeak.Zeke—my gorgeous, perfect Red—skated past the glass. He bowed dramatically, blowing kisses into the bleachers for the screaming, mindless people in the front rows. My eye twitched. Look at them, waving their greasy little hands. I swear, the urge to climb over the glass and bite someone was getting harder to suppress by the day.“Go Bearsss!!!” I screamed, throwing my heavy, padded foam body against the plexiglass right as he passed. Look at the bear, Zeke.He didn't even blink. He just tore past, his eyes locked entirely on t

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Chapter 2

Zeke The tape rips off with a sound like tearing canvas, pulling the hair from my skin along with it. I hiss through my teeth, staring at the fresh purple bloom spreading across my left side. It’s ugly, deep, and throbbing like a second heartbeat. The locker room is a tomb of silence now, the echoes of the crowd’s boos still ringing in my ears even though the arena is empty. They didn’t see the way my breath hitched when I took that slap shot. They didn’t see the way my rib ground against bone when I twisted for the rebound. They just saw the puck hit the post. They just saw the loss."Fucking useless," I mutter, throwing the wad of tape into the bin. It hits the bottom with a dull thud.I dress mechanically, movements stiff and jerky. The jersey feels like a shroud now. I don’t bother showering. I just want the hell out of here. I shove my gear into the bag, not caring if the expensive pads get scratched, and sling it over my good shoulder. Zoey’s probably waiting for me in the car

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Chapter 3

Zeke The heavy thud of padded knees the wet pavement vibrates through the soles of my boots. The Bear doesn't hesitate, dropping down in front of me like he’s taking a face-off on the ice."Since you aren't into guys," the deep voice rumbles from inside the mask, slightly muffled by the foam and fur, "Don't worry, captain. I’m just a giant teddy bear. Technically, it doesn't count.”"Fuck," I hiss, the syllable sharp in the damp air. My fingers move on their own, fumbling with the leather belt of my jeans. The metal buckle clinks, loud in the quiet alley, sounding like a starting gun I can't stop.My brain is screaming at me. This is insane. I’m the team captain, a few feet away from the arena exit, about to let a giant plush mascot suck my dick. If a security guard or a reporter bursts out that door right now, if they find me balls deep in the mouth of the team’s fucking bear, I’m done. But instead of terror, a hot, jagged spike of lust shoots down my spine. My cock throbs against

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Chapter 4

Zeke“Please, please, please can I take the red truck next summer?” my twin sister begged, yanking on the sleeve of my hoodie.I brushed her off with a light shove, ignoring her the way I always do. But because she’s my insufferable clone, she possesses the exact same stubbornness I do on the ice. She latched right back onto my arm.“Zee, please. Just say yes.”“No,” I said flatly, tossing a pair of folded sweatpants into my duffel bag.“Zeke! Are you being mean to your sister again?” my mom’s voice echoed sharply from the kitchen.“He is!” Zara yelled back instantly, sticking her tongue out at me.I shoved the rest of my clothes into the bag, quickening my pace. The faster I packed, the faster I could escape this house and get back to the hockey house. My ribs were still aching from last night’s game, a dull, throbbing reminder of the defenseman who checked me, and the giant, fluffy mascot who wiped away my rage in a dark alleyway. I've been trying so hard not to think about that al

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Chapter 5

Zeke The leather seats of Kyler’s vintage black Jeep Cherokee were entirely too comfortable for a guy I actively wanted to punch in the throat.I sat in the passenger side, my arms crossed tightly over my chest, staring out the window as the suburban streets of my hometown slowly melted into the highway leading to Ravenscroft College. Ravenscroft was a massive, gothic-looking elite institution nestled on the edge of a wealthy, fog-heavy lake town. It was the kind of campus that looked beautiful in brochures but felt like a frozen fortress during hockey season. The athletic department practically ran the school, which was the only reason I tolerated the grueling schedule. Well, that and getting away from my family.A heavy, smooth bassline started thumping through the Jeep's high-end speakers. The dark, hypnotic rhythm of “Starboy” by The Weeknd filled the cabin. I gritted my teeth. Of course the psycho had good taste in music. It would be so much easier to hate him if he listened to

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All Chapters of Puck Me Behind The Mask: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5