The Hockey Prince's Secret Ice Queen

Chapter 3

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across the ice. I felt like I was teac

for power," I explained patiently, but he seemed completely un

't help but tease. "Is your brain your ent

th tickling my ear. "My athletic

and circled us. "Whoa, Julian, looks like you found yours

l, Kaleigh. Our captain is 'heav

preventing Julian from falling again and f

recognized one of them, Brooke Sterling from the c

ke's voice was sickly sweet. She ignored me completely

ng his body slightly closer to mine to m

lled with obvious hostility

Julian introduced u

ain in her eyes unmistakable. "Julian, you need

ped in to play peacemaker. "Hey, since ever

on board. "Great idea!

ooke, and the other girls, then land

the best skater among the girls here,"

n pointed a finger at Julian. "The

her friends' eyes lit up, and

ispering excitedly, "Kaleigh! This

ll I wanted was a project discussio

e, but Beckham had already thrown an arm around hi

he group of eager girls. I felt like a research scient

ng," I said immediately.

ntemptuous look. "Right. You're the 'coach,' no

ation. Even Analia was about t

d a corner, wait for this farce to end, and

his expression complicated,

signaling that he didn't

ent, then said to Landon an

rooke was the first to respond, like a

the center of the rink. A ridiculous competit

the rink and sat down on a be

our map of Havenwood Creek; on the other, the pre

the day. But his gaze kept drifting over to the corner w

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The Hockey Prince's Secret Ice Queen

Lila Romance

“All I wanted was to find a computer genius to process the non-linear dynamic equations for my ecological model. Instead, I found myself cornered by Julian Andrews, the university's hockey prince, trading a public, staged kiss for his academic support. To finalize our "deal," I was dragged to the campus ice rink. The cheerleaders and puck bunnies immediately swarmed him, mocking my plain clothes and treating me like a pathetic joke. Brooke, the head cheerleader, even set up a figure skating competition with a date with Julian as the grand prize. She performed a basic spin, blew him a kiss, and smugly waited for me to fall flat on my face and humiliate myself. His hockey teammates laughed from the sidelines, watching me try to support Julian as he stumbled around the ice like a newborn giraffe. But as I held his warm hand to keep him from falling, I couldn't help but feel something was terribly wrong. Why was a top-tier athlete faking such awful balance? And why did his ice-blue eyes stare at me with such knowing anticipation, as if he already knew about the professional figure skating past I had spent years trying to bury? "Just let go and skate." He whispered, slowly releasing my hand. I took a deep breath, glided to the center of the rink, and landed a flawless double Axel. As the entire rink fell into a dead, shocked silence, I realized I had just exposed not only my own hidden past, but also the biggest secret of the campus god.”