KATALEYA's POV

"What the hell is he doing?"

Roman shot to his feet so fast that his seat snapped back.

His voice cut through the crowd.

Coach mode.

"That's not his zone! He's leaving the middle completely open!"

But Dante didn't care about zones.

Or strategy.

Or winning.

He cared about one thing.

Getting to Alduz.

I could see it even from up here.

The fury in the way he skated.

Reckless.

Aggressive.

Like he wasn't thinking about the game anymore.

He wasn't going for the puck.

He was going for ...