Page 68 of In the Danger Zone
“Hey!” Hudson screamed to my left. He was skating over fast.
But I stuck a hand out, my hand on his chest. “Don’t,” I ordered.
“What the hell, Wentworth?” Hudson screamed.
“Let them do it. I wanna watch,” I snapped at him.
“We’re not helping?” Colton skated up to me. “Come on, move it, if you’re not gonna—”
“Donotfucking help him!”
Hudson looked confused as all hell and I didn’t blame him for feeling like that. Even Tanner was throwing up his hands from his position in the net, clearly not understanding what was going on. But Colton stopped in his tracks, not moving an inch closer to Asher.
“You let that prick take his punishment. He deserves this,” I told them. “He deserves worse.”
Colton furrowed his eyebrows at me. But he didn’t move. No one did. The guys on the Panthers – Williams and Jackson – had their fun. I had no idea what kind of shit Asher had said to piss them off, but I was thankful for their hard work. I could hear Asher’s groans of pain from where I was standing, and when I zeroed in on his face, I saw blood pouring out of his nose and mouth.
He was probably scared, wondering why no one was coming to his fucking aid. Good. He needed to feel what Daisy felt that day. What she felt every day when she went to school, wondering what he would do next.
The linesmen eventually got in between Williams and Jackson and Asher. They yanked the Panthers players back – who gave each other a quick high five – before shoving them into the penalty box.
Then I got a good view of Asher. He was there on the ice, eyes half opened, his bleeding lips parted to let out short breaths.
I got to him before the trainers could.
“Hope that hurt,” I muttered, leaning over him. My stick was still in my hands as I moved in closer so that only he could hear me. “And I hope you remember this fucking moment. I want you to feel what she felt. I want you to feel every second of pain and fear that she felt that day. I know what you did, you little prick. You earned this. Understand that.”
“Wentworth, move it!” One of the trainers called out to me.
I did, but only because I wanted to get another angle of Asher bleeding. The red liquid poured all over the white ice, the contrast looking absolutely beautiful. That was how it was meant to be. If you fucked with my girl, you were fucking with me.
Another trainer showed up, helping a very shaky Asher on to his feet. All he could do was groan as he was moved off the ice.
“What the hell was that?” Hudson asked with narrowed eyes.
I gave Hudson a shrug. “Just some good old fuckin’ revenge.”
Hudson scoffed at me and I looked over at the stands, zeroing in on Daisy’s seat. She gave me a disapproving roll of the eyes, but I was pretty sure I saw the smallest of smiles on her face.TechnicallyI had followed the rules. I didn’t put my hands on Asher. Some other guys did. And while they were on the other team, I wanted to shake their fucking hands for doing such a top-notch job.
What was Asher gonna do, anyway? Cry to his daddy that he got beat up during a hockey game?
I was just happy to see him bleeding.
Chapter 31
EVAN
“You’re b-bad,” Daisy whispered at me.
I had her right where I wanted her: underneath me. I was still dealing with the adrenaline from the game. It had been a hard win. The Panthers were fucking brutal and thanks to me letting Asher get his ass rightfully kicked, we had been missing a good defenseman. But that didn’t matter.
“Don’t be mad at me.” I stared down at Daisy. My cock was getting hard just looking at her. Her thin shirt meant I could see her nipples poking through the material. “I was angry. I’m still fucking angry.”
“Evan, I get it. You just found out about what he did to m-me. B-But… I’ve m-moved on from that. As m-much as Icanm-move on from it. B-But I’ve done it.”
“I wanna fucking kill him. I should have. Right there on the ice. I should have done it.” The fury that had been raging through my body had yet to leave me. Every part of me was angry at Asher. At the fact that he had touched my girl, hurt her, made her fucking hate herself. I wantedhimto feel that way. “You don’t know how pissed off I am right now.”
“I don’t want you to feel like this ‘cause of m-me. And I don’t want your team to get m-mad at you. What if they take his side?”
