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Chapter thirty one

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Travis

"We have a game in two days." I gave him a pointed look.

Sammy shrugged, a shit eating grin on his face. "I'm not saying we need to get shit faced. You've been tense as hell all day man, and after that row with Hunter, I'd say you definitely need a breather."

"A breather is an afternoon at the pool side." I raised a brow at him.

He shook his head, chuckling, then threw an arm over my shoulder. "It's one drink, man. Dip in, dip out and hightail it outta there. You can bring Zahara alo
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  • Tainted ice: my stepbrother is my rival    Chapter thirty seven

    TravisThe first hit came barely one minute into the game.A defenseman built like a freight train drove his shoulder into my chest the second I collected the puck. The impact rattled through my ribs, but I’d been expecting it. I absorbed the check, spun off the boards, and shoveled the puck toward Law before crashing into the glass.The crowd erupted, hungry for blood. Away games were always hostile, but this arena took things personally. Every touch of the puck earned us a chorus of boos. Every whistle brought another wave of jeers.I grinned despite myself.This was what I loved about hockey. The fast, unforgiving draw of it. “Behind you!” Sammy yelled.I pivoted just in time to intercept a pass, batting it down with my stick before launching forward. We immediately fell into position. Law took the left lane, while Sammy streaked down the middle. I waited until the defender committed before sliding the puck across.Law's stick hooked it.I watched with a smile as the puck sailed

  • Tainted ice: my stepbrother is my rival    Chapter thirty six

    HunterWatching hockey when I was supposed to be playing it was torture. I sat halfway up the arena stands with my elbows braced on my knees, glaring holes into the ice while our team warmed up below. The roar of the crowd rolled around me in waves, but all I could hear was the scrape of skates carving fresh lines into the rink.That should’ve been me. Instead, I was stuck wearing jeans and a team hoodie like some glorified mascot.My fingers curled into fists.This was all Travis' fault.The asshole probably enjoyed reminding me he could bench me whenever he pleased.Down on the ice, Law skated backward while chirping at Sammy. Sammy responded by spraying him with a shower of ice, earning a loud string of curses that carried all the way up into the stands.“Mind if I sit?”I glanced sideways. Zahara smiled politely, already lowering herself into the empty seat beside me.“Pretty sure it’s public seating.” I drawled, more than a little suspicious that she had chosen to sit at my side

  • Tainted ice: my stepbrother is my rival    Chapter thirty five

    TravisSomething was off.I felt it the second I stepped onto the team bus.The aisle was the same. Law was already arguing with another of the guys over whose playlist deserved custody of the speakers. A couple of the rookies were tossing protein bars at each other when they thought Coach Warren wasn’t looking. Sammy was sprawled across two seats like he owned the damn vehicle.Everything looked normal.Yet something was… missing.I scanned the bus without meaning to. No blond head shoved against the window. No beat-up headphones.Hunter Bailey wasn't tucked into one corner by himself pretending he didn’t notice the rest of us.The realization landed harder than it should have.Right. He was benched.Coach had announced it that morning, making some excuse about recovery protocols, even though everyone knew I’d pushed hardest for it.I’d gotten exactly what I wanted.Then why did the bus feel so damn empty?“You planning on standing there all day, Cap?” Law called. “Or are you waiting

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    Hunter I stood rooted to the spot long after Jack’s truck had vanished around the bend, my pulse still pounding in my ears.Thirty days.Coach O’Brien.The words echoed through my skull like a broken record.Beside me, my mother hadn’t moved. Her arms were folded tightly across her chest, her gaze fixed on the empty road as though Jack might suddenly reappear.I swallowed, then turned to her. “We need to go to the police.”She didn’t even look at me. “No.”I stared at her. “No? What do you mean no?” I repeated.Her head snapped toward me. “I said no.”“Mum_”“I heard you the first time.”My temper flared. “Jack just threatened us! Did you hear him?"“He blackmailed us.”“He threatened us with prison!”She rounded on me so fast I instinctively took a step back. “And whose fault would that be?” she hissed.The words hit harder than I expected.I clenched my jaw. “So that’s it?” I asked quietly. “We just let him extort us?”Her laugh was hollow. “You think the police are going to save u

  • Tainted ice: my stepbrother is my rival    Chapter thirty three

    Hunter "You are good?" I glanced over at Ivan who had been peering at me at intervals since the drive back to my home. I didn't know what he was seeing on my face, but hoped I was managing to hide the truth. Because the truth made no sense. What happened at that alley made no fucking sense. I had been debating with myself about my next course of action. Storm into Travis' room and ask him what the fuck was that was option A. Option B went more like pretending the whole thing didn't happen, and maybe moving out of the house entirely. I was long overdue to get my own place. Somewhere I didn't have to see Travis daily. Maybe I could even get traded after this season. "Hunter?" Ivan called. I blinked back to the present. "Yeah, I'm good. Peachy." "The club did not do you good." He pointed out."Nah, it was okay. It was a great idea. It helped." Did it really? "The purple haired lady came back pretty quick." He smirked at me. "You weren't up to the task? Or she was disappointed b

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    Travis. "What the hell is going on here?" I barked. The defencemen glanced over his shoulder at me, eyebrows pulled down in a glare. Before he could say anything, the new guy grabbed his arm and spun him around in a lightning quick maneuver. One second he was pinned and the next he had a man the

  • Tainted ice: my stepbrother is my rival    Chapter one

    Travis "There's someone in coach's office." Sammy's brows were furrowed. I raised a brow. "So what?" He shrugged. "I don't know, man. I have a bad feeling about it. Have you heard anything at all, cause I heard that_" "Yo, cap." Another teammate called, cutting Sammy off. "The coach wants to se

  • Tainted ice: my stepbrother is my rival    Chapter nine

    Hunter There's a strange tension at dinner. As a matter of fact, there's always a strange tension when Travis and Michael are within ten feet of each other. I considered not coming for dinner at all after what I had put my body through during the brutal practice with Travis, but somehow, I found

  • Tainted ice: my stepbrother is my rival    Chapter eight

    Travis I swung my stick and the puck went sailing... right into Hunter's waiting stick. I gritted my teeth, annoyed at ho impressive he was, which made no sense. It was more than clear why coach had brought him on as Neal's replacement. Hunter was fast, had a precision level that was rare on ice

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