Chapter 4

The Karonian got into his face, practically spitting, "You know how fucking dangerous this is?

And you just throw it out there on the ice!"

"Not my fault you're fucking someone in the fucking league!" Jonas went to take his own swing, Artem catching his fist, crushing his hand—

"Hey, get the fuck off of him!" There was suddenly another body at Artem's back, arms around his, trying to pull him away from Jonas.

Artem fought back on instinct.

"Beau—"

"Get a hold of yourself, man!"

Artem pulled back enough to see the other man.

The other man.

There was…