Beast On Ice
Basit san tasting my hockey roommate
His chest still rose and fell from the game, his jersey tugged tight across muscles hockey shouldn’t legally be allowed to build.
His eyes cut to the bully trio, cold as the ice behind him.
“Touch her again,” he said, voice low and lethal, “and you’ll regret ever being born.”
Jessica’s smirk collapsed instantly.
Mara swallowed hard.
Ally stepped back like he was a wild animal.
Funny. Henry had called him a monster minutes ago.
Now I was seeing exactly what that meant.
Then, as if on cue, the girls snapped out of their fear and flipped instantly into fangirl mode.
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