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She grins and he nods, going back to Elion. My chest hurts seeing them together again but at least, Cerise can't tell what's going on. He defended me at least, a warm bliss cascades over me, soothing the chest burns I'm having. Our eyes lock from time to time, even while playing with our partners. When I turn and he's gone, I lose interest to continue here. Only then do I remember I have hockey practice with my buddies on campus. Thursdays hockey rehearsals which are very compulsory. Three hours to go.

“If I haven’t met anyone in three years, then I probably won't meet anyone else for the rest of my life. Mom, you’ve introduced me to so many different women in the past three years and I never laid my hands on any of them. Isn’t that right?” “Serena counts. Aren’t the two of you getting along just right? If you don’t like Serena, I can accept that lover of yours named Suzy too!” “There’s no feeling between Serena and I. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have dragged on for three years without getting married. As for Suzy, she’s just a student I helped before. There’s nothing going on between us.” “You… What’s so great about that woman?” Heather was so angry she could not speak coherently.

I shot back, meeting his gaze despite the way it pinned me. His lips twitched. Not quite a smile, but something that made my pulse jump. “Bad whiskey and bad decisions,” he murmured. His fingers grazed my wrist as he pushed the glass closer. The touch was electric. It sparked a feral heat that surged through me. My wolf clawed closer to the surface. I sucked in a breath. My control frayed as his scent wrapped around me. It pulled me in. The bar’s noise faded. The clink of glasses, the drunken laughter all faded until it was just us.

Inside, the VIP area, it was louder, more chaotic and there were luxury drinks everywhere. There was a group of men looking so fly, amongst them was a man who wore an expensive fur-robe. He had male-strippers around him. "Rally! Didn't think you'd be here tonight" Elliot called, smirking. "Are you kidding me? This is my home." Rally laughed loudly. He stood up and pulled Elliot into a brotherly hug. Then his eyes shifted, they landed on Nervous Jade. "Jade Riccio" "One of my favourite hockey player. You'll forever remain goated, my guy" Rally said with a grin and pulling Jade into a brotherly hug.

Tamara’s POV Hockey practice on Monday was like watching a car crash happen in slow motion. I didn’t mean to go. I told myself I was just walking to the rink to grab a textbook Elena had left there after the game. That was the lie I told myself, and I almost believed it until I found myself standing in the bleachers with my backpack slung over one shoulder, watching them warm up.

Hockey is a brutally demanding game, not just the physical exertion but everything else that goes with it, hell some players have been seriously injured on the ice. My phone beeps, I have it on vibrate, it’s my sister Henri. “Hey you,” I say as I shift in my seat in the VIP area to get a better look at Alex skating below, he has the puck, it looks like he is going to take a shot. I hold my breath as Henri speaks. “I’m all good, just got the head librarian role and couldn’t wait to tell you. Mom and dad are so happy for me. And I’m seeing someone.”

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“I’ve played different ice sports for over a century. Hockey now. It’s easy to hide among athletes.” He looked at Alex seriously. “I drink stored blood so I don’t hurt people. But this—” he gestured between them “—is dangerous. If hunters or the league find out… it’s over.” Alex stepped closer. “Let them worry about that,” he said. Then he kissed Jake again, slower this time. Jake melted into the kiss. They fell onto the grass together under the stars, laughing softly between kisses. For a while there was nothing but the sound of the lake and their breathing.

“You might fall recklessly in love with me.” Her eyes narrow. Her jaw clenches as she strides toward me, stabbing her index finger at my chest. “Listen to me,” she hisses. “I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but being a hockey star in the NHL isn’t enough to make me fall for you. So get that fantasy out of your oversized head.” “Ohh,” I grin wider, loving how worked up she is. “I don’t think you’ll fall for me, Lucy. I know you will. And I’m just saving you the heartbreak of falling for someone who’ll never feel the same way.”