FIRST NIGHT WITH THE HOCKEY ALPHA
Ben cried out in pain but still held onto her wrist, gritting his teeth.
“Get off me!” she screamed.
I moved in, grabbing her other hand, focusing on the ring. My fingers closed around it, twisting, pulling, she fought back fiercely.
I realized too late, she was strong. My jaw tightened as frustration hit me hard, I had lost my powers.
Damn it!
She resisted, muscles tense, nails digging into my skin as I forced the ring upward, pain flared, but I didn’t stop. My teeth clenched, breath uneven as I kept pulling.
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