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Chapter Twenty Two
Marcus’ POV Stepping onto the ice, my gaze flicks to the stands, picking out the blonde bombshell who is watching each of us as we glide onto the ice. A small part of me hopes that she’s looking for me and I grin as I head toward our half of the rink, and take my position. The puck drops and my adrenaline spikes as I push off, chasing after my centre who has the biscuit. Both sides are hungry, the Vipers desperate to extend their lead whilst we want nothing more than to put one in the back of the net, put us back in the game. Despite their ferocity, something has changed, I can feel it, like a cloud lifting from my shoulders, I can see a way through their defence. As the Viper’s defenceman, Donohue, bears down on our Captain, Devil slaps the puck toward me. I catch it with ease, and se
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