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Logan
A moment of silence falls over the locker room as everyone takes a moment to gather themselves before the big game against the Silver Bears of Silverlake University. They’re one of our strongest opponents for the state championship this season, and everyone’s pumped up to win tonight.
I tighten the strap on my leg pad and exhale a long breath, trying to center my focus. Every game matters to me, but this particular one matters much more.
The rivalry between the Thunder Knights and the Silver Bears is legendary.
It has always been so since the teams were created.
Pulling my helmet lower, I stand up and look around at my teammates. They hold their captain’s gaze with absolute resolve.
“Are you guys ready to kick those Bears’ asses?” I ask, cracking a grin.
“Hell, yeah!” My teammates roar in unison.
My grin widens as sheer determination spreads through me.
My teammates and I walk out of the locker room and make our way onto the ice. Our home crowd welcomes us with roars and cheers, waving flags of blue and gold.
I let their fierce screams wash over me like armor.
“Let’s do this!” I cry out and skate over to my crease.
“Go Thunder!” my teammates roar behind me and spread out into formation.
Just as I’m settling down in my post, the Bears glide onto the ice.
The stadium breaks out in cheers, just as loud as the one we received. Their supporters have come to the game in droves, waving flags of green and silver.
I don’t notice anything out of the ordinary until the announcer’s voice echoes through the arena, calling out the starting lineup. My gaze flicks up, almost lazily, as the Bears’ captain leads his team onto the ice.
A familiar figure skates to the front, instantly grabbing my attention.
I focus on him and suddenly, time doesn’t just slow down. It splinters.
That stride. That jawline. That tilt of his head beneath the helmet.
It’s all too familiar.
It can’t be him...but itis!
Dylan fucking Larson.
Wearing the wrong colors, he stands with the opposing team, his eyes scanning the ice like he belongs here.
Rage bubbles inside me, swift and blinding. What the hell is Dylan doing here?
I’ve played the Silver Bears for the past three years, but I never saw him before. How the hell did he make his way onto the team and dare to appear before me?
I’ll always be by your side, Dylan’s voice whispers in my mind.I’ll always protect you and never let anyone hurt you. You, Logan, are mine.
Except, he never protected me. He hurt me so badly, I still have scars to remind me of his betrayal, both on my body and on my heart.
A wave of emotions crashes over me as memories flash before my eyes.
Shock, betrayal, and longing rise within me, disorienting me.
