Pucked On Ice
I was going to meet this coward and make them regret every single photo, every threat, every time they made Riven look so scared.
I slipped the phone into my pocket and headed inside, shaking water from my hair. Part of me was glad — eager, even. I couldn’t wait to throw the first punch. Whoever this was, they seemed obsessed with Riven. The way they said “leave him alone”… it wasn’t just about rivalry or some random stalker. It felt personal.
Who the hell could they be? Someone from his past? A jealous teammate? Someone who knew he was an omega?
I locked the door behind me and leaned against it, eyes closed. The image of Riven tugging down his collar flashed in my mind again — vulnerable, t
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