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Sebastian shoots on the net. The puck bounces off the goalie’s stick and stays in play.
My heart thunders with intensity as I look up at the penalty clock.
But I don’t even need to.
The crowd counts down for me.
“Ten! Nine! Eight!”
Austin goes for the puck and outmaneuvers the defenseman for it. He hooks it on his stick and shoots it back to Sebastian.
“Five! Four! Three!”
Sebastian pulls his stick back, ready to unleash a monstrous slapshot, but Maddock arrives a second before the puck.
He cracks him right in the jaw with his shoulder.
Sebastian flies back and lands flat on his back, arms flailing into the air.
“Two! One!”
The crowd roars louder than I’ve ever heard before as I leap out of the penalty box and land on the ice.
Maddock turns to me with a grin.
I grit my teeth and let out a carnal growl as I throw my gloves down and charge him.
He tosses his gloves onto the ice and meets me halfway, fists cocked and grinning.
Why the fuck is this guy grinning?
Doesn’t he know who I am? Doesn’t he know what’s about to happen?
Oh well, he’s going to fucking find out.
The refs suddenly realize they’re at work and skate over to stop us.
I turn to the one headed for me and give him a warning look. When he keeps coming, I growl at him like a feral animal. That’s enough to make him back away with wide eyes.
The ref headed for Maddock isn’t as lucky. Maddock pushes him with one hand and he falls onto his ass.
The crowd is on fire as we square up and begin.
We go at it hard. I grab onto his jersey and throw haymaker after haymaker after haymaker, landing savage brutal punches on his eye, his forehead, his cheek, his jaw.
He’s doing the same. He’s got a hold of my jersey and he’s cracking me just the same, slamming those big vicious knuckles into my face over and over and over.
It’s a battle of wills. A test of strength.
Who’s going to drop first?
It’s not going to be me.
The crowd tires before we do. The sound of the hollering lowers as we continue beating each other to a pulp, punching each other until we can barely lift our arms.
There’s blood everywhere. I feel it leaking down my face. I feel it coating my knuckles, splashing all over the ice every time I connect.
But I don’t stop. This is a point of pride. I ain’t going down.
