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Chapter 70

Author: Khalicy.P
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-25 20:55:59

VALENTINA

The bright arena lights flooded the ice, and the roar of the crowd was completely deafening. The Viper Wolves and the Ravager Wolves lined up at center ice, their skates digging into the frozen surface as the game finally began.

I stood in my normal spot near the bench alongside the coach and the rest of the team. My heart was beating furiously against my ribs, the loud thumping echoing in my ears. I couldn't stop thinking about all the terrible things that could happen out there.

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