Sloane’s POV
The air inside the Silver Moon arena is thick with cold humidity and the deafening roar of a hostile crowd.
Sitting in the stands just a few rows behind the bench, I keep my jacket zipped up tight. A few yards away, Judy leads the cheer squad, their pom-poms flashing in synchronized silver and blue. Judy’s laugh cuts through the arena noise, high and artificial, clearly intended to make sure everyone knows she’s here for Kai. I force my eyes away from her, burying my hands deep in my pockets.
Down on the ice, the energy is electric. Officially, this is nothing more than an exhibition match, meant to strengthen the relationship between Black Shadow and Silver Moon. Judging by the murderous glares being exchanged during warm-ups, however, someone clearly forgot to tell the pl
