Puck You Very Much

We’re not just rivals—we’re at war.

ZANE
Jakob Martin is the cocky Larkin Lion who knocked me out cold in a bar fight.
Now I can’t stop thinking about him.
We were supposed to crush each other on the ice, not crushing each other in the bedroom.
But every time we clash, it feels less like hate and more like foreplay.
He’s the enemy. He’s the obsession. He might be the best mistake I ever make.

JAKOB
Zane Martin’s got a mouth I’d love to shut up. Preferably with mine.
We brawled before we ever played—and now, I can’t stop wanting more.
He’s aggressive, arrogant, and he drives me crazy… in every way.
We’re supposed to be sworn enemies.
So why does it feel like we’re playing for the same team when no one’s watching?