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“Just your brain being stupid.” But the feelings from the dream wouldn’t leave. The way his lips felt. The way he said my name. It scared me more than any big hit on the ice. I couldn’t like Toby that way. I was Alan Voss. Hockey captain. Going to the NHL. Guys like me didn’t have dreams about other guys. I needed to prove it. To myself and to everyone. The next morning I texted Sarah, one of the girls who had been asking me out for months.

I said quietly. I skated off the ice as fast as I could. My hockey guards clicking on the floor as I stepped off the rink and hurried down the hallway. I was thinking hard. Why was Aurelia so angry? I pushed open the door to the locker room as the smell of old sweat and hockey tape hit me. Aurelia was standing in the middle of the room, her arms crossed over her chest. She was breathing heavily with Cecile standing near the door looking at us. "Aurelia, hey," I said, trying to sound calm. I took off my hockey helmet and put it on a bench. I walked towards her, opening my arms to give her a hug. "Listen, about the announcement I know it was sudden. I wanted to make sure...."

It felt like he was trying to anchor me to him, as if the slightest loosening of his grip would cause me to evaporate into the quiet space of this townhouse. This was supposed to be our sanctuary. I had finally fled 114 Oak Street”the Harrison hockey house”escaping Caleb”s suffocating, toxic control. We were never supposed to be together; he was the star center for the Wolves, and I belonged to Harrison, his fiercest rivals. Our relationship was a dangerous, unspoken line crossed in the dirt of this college hockey war. "What about the scholarship?" I whispered, my hand tracing the line of his collarbone. "Is there a problem with the funding? Or the terms?"

Ant takes off down the ice with lightning speed. "Holy shit," Kateb mutters, echoing my own thoughts. This game feels like a professional match, with both teams giving it their all and refusing to back down. Ant finds himself surrounded by two defensemen, so he quickly passes the puck to Warren. Warren deftly maneuvers past another defender, slamming his hockey stick against the puck with precision. I clamp down on my lip, watching as the puck sails straight into the goal. "Hell yeah, Kohl!" Miller shouts, and the entire team erupts into cheers, including Kateb and Mason.

Oliver would lose his mind if he saw her wearing this but thankfully, he was so busy with work-related stuff that he couldn’t come here this morning. I told my parents and Fiona that the Alpha King would be coming this morning and that we were planning on seeing the hockey game tonight. My parents were nervous about meeting the man who helped create me, but they were also excited to be seeing this new side of my life. I was skeptical of Alpha Bennet at first and I still don’t trust his wife and daughter, but I want to get to know him more. He had proven himself trustworthy and I had no reason to believe otherwise. “I hope you’re okay with seeing a hockey game tonight,” I told her, peeking at

“Landon!” He pulled me into a quick hug. “Missed you this summer, Tessy. My family’s lake house wasn’t the same without you.” “I know, I’m sorry. Work was brutal.” We were still chatting when a deep voice cut through the room. “Do you mind? You’re blocking the door.” Ryder King — arrogant hockey player extraordinaire — stood there looking annoyed. We quickly moved aside. He strolled past like he owned the building. “What’s he doing in this class?” I whispered.

Swiss was telling a story about a fan who tried to steal his glove after the game, and Toby was laughing so hard he nearly tipped over his water. I sat at the head of the table, and Jax sat right next to me. For the first thirty minutes, it was all about the game. We talked about every hit, every save, and every goal. We relived the third period like it was a movie. But as the main courses arrived and everyone started to settle down, the conversation shifted. It moved away from the ice and back toward home. "I can't wait to see Kim," Swiss said, cutting into a huge steak. "She sent me a video of her watching the final minute. She was screaming at the TV so loud the neighbors called to check