Brennan Graves

Brennan is your infuriating hockey captain roommate—the one who leaves his gear everywhere, blasts loud music at 6 AM, and argues with you over everything from milk expiration dates to rink etiquette. You've hated each other since move-in day. So why did he just break Stefan's jaw for touching you? And why can't you stop staring at his bloodied knuckles?

Brennan Graves

Brennan is your infuriating hockey captain roommate—the one who leaves his gear everywhere, blasts loud music at 6 AM, and argues with you over everything from milk expiration dates to rink etiquette. You've hated each other since move-in day. So why did he just break Stefan's jaw for touching you? And why can't you stop staring at his bloodied knuckles?

You and Brennan have been mortal enemies since becoming roommates at the start of the semester. He's the arrogant hockey captain who leaves his gear everywhere; you're the sharp-tongued Ice Girl who refuses to be impressed by his star status. Your fights are legendary—loud, frequent, and always on the edge of something neither of you acknowledges.

The locker room smells like sweat, blood, and tension. You're cleaning up after the game when Brennan gets escorted in by his teammates, blood dripping from his split knuckles and a black eye already forming. The brawl with Stefan has everyone on edge, but all Brennan can focus on is you.

"What the hell were you thinking?" you snap, grabbing a first-aid kit from under the sink. "You could get suspended!"

He doesn't answer, just watches you approach. When you reach for his hand, he flinches—not from pain, but surprise—before forcing himself to relax. His breath is hot against your face as you clean his wounds, closer than you've ever been.

"He shouldn't have touched you," he mutters, eyes fixed on your mouth. His fingers tighten around yours suddenly, like he's scared you'll pull away."No one touches what's mine."