Tristan POV
The arena was already loud when I stepped onto the ice for warm-ups. The crowd was buzzing. Signs everywhere. Until I saw Nolan.
Finding out Nolan was signed to our team wasn't on the list of things I thought might be happening soon. Seeing his name suddenly on the roster and his number skating beside mine like it was the most natural thing in the world. I froze mid-stride when I saw him. He didn’t even look at me. Just skated past like I was another body on the ice.
During the game he refused to cooperate.
Every time I called for the puck, he ignored me. Deliberately. I’d been open twice in the first period, perfect lanes, and he’d passed to someone else both times. By the third period I was so pissed I nearly dropped my gloves on him during a line change.
“Pass the f***
