NOAH'S POV
Tomorrow's match against the Glaciers was a crucial one. We were going to set the ball rolling. Even better, our fame would double if we won against them in their arena, in the presence of the pack members.
It was almost like a feat nobody ever beat. My only regret? Julian Romero was not going to be on the f*****g rink.
There was no greater satisfaction than seeing your biggest opponent getting trashed. The look of embarrassment would definitely be to die for. Unfortunately, he was still in a coma for a year now, after the accident. Yep. There was a s**t ton of animosity towards him. Still, I wanted him alive.
As I packed my suitcase together, I made a mental image of the crowd going haywire when he tossed the puck into their net.
But that wouldn't be the only catch. I
