Kayden
A week later.
Tonight was the final test. It was the night the Northern Avalanche would either book their place in the Conference Finals or fall apart on the ice. And it was the night I would prove I could play perfectly without Rhys beside me.
The series with the Southern Stallions after the first game had been crazier than I ever expected. Every time we thought we had them put away, they clawed back and beat us.
We kept ending up tied, playing back to back with barely anybreaks, and we still had to practice every morning before the games. It was the craziest stretch of hockey I had played since I joined the league.
Leo had to work extra hours with the other physicians to patch everyone up, and I could not count how many times I had been held together by tape.
Finally, it came to this. Game 7. And because we had dropped a crucial home game earlier in the week, we were playing in the belly of the beast, the home city of the Southern Stallions, Iron City.
