Chapter 185

Zander's pov

The sharp scrape of skates against ice echoed throughout the rink as I shot the puck across the surface. It slammed against the boards and I growl under my breath.

"Someone's wolf is on edge," Kieran grumbled.

I ignored him and skated after it as the cold air burned my lungs. Normally hockey helped me get out my frustrations and calmed me down but not tonight. Tonight it wasn't doing