SUFFOCATED.

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW. The arena erupts again in the delighted screams of everyone. “Look at him go.” Theo chuckles, watching Seraphina like a hawk. His eyes do not stray from her, not even once. It was almost suffocating. The next move is brutal. Lucien's shoulder collides with that of Ace, before he takes the puck from him. Ace stumbles, but recovers a moment later, moving towards Lucien. But before he could steal the puck from him, Lucien’s shoulder tackles him again with his. This time, it’s more violent, and it causes an echo through the glass. Ace crashes immediately, the ice shattering beneath him as he falls, sprawled out in the cold. “Ah.” I gasp at the impact, and Seraphina freezes beside me, her grip suddenly tightening on the bench. Theo chuckles at the sight before a dark smirk crosses his features. “Oh no, he fell.” My heart pounds with fear, and something darker at the sight of Lucien moving through the ice, like he hadn’t possibly dislocated Ace’s shoulder. He scores