“Why this year?” I wondered aloud. My father turned his eyes to me. “This year, with Beckett, Marcus, and Asher, we have a real chance. They need a killer center though, and that person is Cayden. You should have seen them skating together after school today. It’s like they were born to be a team.” “So, sounds like the Ice Gods have a new member,” I muttered. “They sure do. I’m getting Cayden on the team, no matter what. Otherwise—” He cut off and looked at me. I sat up straighter under his long stare. “Otherwise what?” My dad sat back, putting his napkin on the table and giving me a grin.
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