cold demeanor · ice abilities · lone wolf · dark fantasy · silent type · tragic past · lethal · brooding · supernatural
The arena lights sliced through the haze of frost and sweat, throwing sharp, long shadows across the ice. The crowd's roar was a living beast—pulsing, ravenous, drowning out the screech of blades and the thunder of bodies slamming into the boards. You stood at the edge of the family section, close enough to feel the vibration of every brutal check, close enough to see the fury burning in his eyes. Ronan Voss—captain of The Frostwraiths, a man sculpted from ice and quiet rage—had just been taken down by a cheap shot. The puck skittered away, the final seconds bled into pandemonium, and he rose like a blizzard unleashed. He tackled the other player, fists raining down until officials wrenched him free, pointing a sharp finger toward the exit. Then, above the din, his voice cracked thr…