Chapter 198

Kiernan’s POV

Monday was a cold shower after the best weekend of my life.

Practice started at five-thirty in the morning—Coach wanted us on the ice early to watch film on Vertex-Vale before classes.

The rink was freezing, breath fogging in front of us as we sat on the benches in full gear, watching last year’s game on the projector.

Malakor Rourke’s face filled the screen every few minutes, smir