Bruises and Boundaries

KELLAN’S POV

I shouldn’t have gone home. At least… that was what I had thought when I stormed out of the rink.

My blood had been boiling. My fists still ached from the punches I had thrown at Jagger, and his words kept replaying in my head like a broken record.

Cheap whore.

The word had nearly made me lose my mind.

If Griffin hadn’t dragged me away, I probably would have broken Jagger’s jaw. Or wo