MOON BOUND WITH YOU MY SOULMATE

Seba

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but this time it sounded muted, like I was underwater. My blades bit the ice with sharp intent as I glided eyes on the p

blurred out. The score was even and the clock was still ticking

d. But tonight, something was

my muscles anticipating doing more than just playing a game. My grip on the stick was too tight, fingers aching, knuckles stra

yelled out, but his voice barely registered in my mind as I strain

now and it slipped away fro

r other shoulde

day and the words cut through

e. I knew that voice. Halvorsen. Number 92. Big mouth. Bigger fists. He

urgery," he sneered, skating up beside me. "Sh

moment. Just long enough an

all I heard was the rushing sound in my ears. Something bitter and hot poured

Not weighing repercussions and ignoring the game, I dropped the stick. One secon

d he fell like a marionette with severed strings. He didn

ead silent, like someone presse

ooking at Halvorsen. At the blood. God, the blood. It was too much. Too bright, and it looked too real. Something animalistic stirred within me. My vision snapped, colors ran together into

n I loo

ren't hands anymore

d, bulging-veined, and not quite r

ands again. They were shaking and my knuckle

h me?" I was whispering to mys

tant, everywher

...

someone yel

toward the locker room. My gear weighs ten thousand pounds an

t even

oach Grady barks the second we're thro

ist ached as if I had punched concrete. And my head?, it was splitting in two. A migraine was unfolding behind m

king with rage. "That's it; suspension

the door but I didn't even notice. I fel

ned, man?"

I replied, my th

ipped o

slowly.

uch, trying to catch my ey

ea

thing

e released his breath and rubbed his jaw. "It

it is. Or at least,

ightmares I don't remember. Waking up sweating, shadows shifting when they s

this?

nating, I saw th

hat face, the league representative. Behind him, was another figure. It was a

us, Mr. Holt," she

of me. "What is this

l," she

ocol include removing

eone's jaw in front of

g to avoid more chaos, I

ng a single word. "Bring yo

way from the press, away from the cameras and awa

emed the world outside didn't exist anymore. I climbed into the back seat

move. Then she looked at me, eyes unflurri

art s

ha

he senses... the

pen on the clipboard. "You caught

e you?"

dox anomalies. And Sebastian, what happened out there o

keep my hands steady.

a little, "No. I thi

gazed out the window. We were leavin

ou taking me

safe," sh

not going anywhere until somebody tell

n." The words st

" I wh

aid in the world. "You've been keeping it suppressed your whole life, likely with

ed looking like fog. "Yo

sh I

. I buried my fists in my thighs to keep myself grounded. I needed some control. I

to myself but Dr. Blackwell heard, her eyes

e waki

to what? I

ce, something howled. Something t