Steele O’Brien is everything I hate in hockey players. He’s cocky, brooding, antagonistic.
I played his game, learned his secrets. But that was before I found out he’s my new stepbrother.
Now we’re at college together, and I can’t escape him. Or his demons.
It seems that, for him, the game isn’t over. He says I'm his to play with. His to torment. And he's determined to not only get under my skin, but carve his name into it.
