CHAPTER 24: THE CAPTAIN’S DOMAIN
(SAVIOUR’S POV)
The brutal, metallic crunch of my skates tearing through fresh ice was the only sound echoing in the empty arena at midnight.
Puck after puck slammed into the top right corner of the net with the force of a small gunshot. Crack. Crack. Crack. My shoulder muscles burned beneath my thin training jersey, sweat dripping off my chin and soaking into the ice below, but the physical pain wasn't nearly enough to drown out the noise in my head.
Every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was her.
I saw Lorain standing in the dim amber light of the committee room, her lips parted, her cheeks flushed, her small hands gripping my arms like I was the only solid thing left in her world.
My father thought he was playing a masterclass in psychological warf
