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Chapter 115: Everything we choose to keep
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2026-09-30 22:39:30
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Claws on Ice Chapter 117: The showcase
Trixie's POVThe community hall smelled like fresh coffee and nervous energy by the time Harlan and I arrived, exactly as early as I'd promised my mother, folding chairs arranged in careful rows facing a small stage someone had strung with the same string lights left over from the wedding."You weren't kidding about the early part," my mother said, appearing at my elbow with a clipboard she'd been clutching since sunrise. "Six girls, six families, and I still can't decide if I'm more nervous than any of them.""You've watched them work all year. They're ready.""I know. I still get to be nervous anyway. Mother's prerogative, apparently, extends to programs I didn't personally survive myself." She squeezed my hand once, warmth breaking through the anxious energy. "Thank you for building this. I don't think I say that often enough, watching what it's actually become."The showcase began simply, each girl standing to share a few minutes of what the past year had actually taught her, some
Claws on Ice Chapter 116: One year
Harlan's POVI marked the anniversary of my father's collapse alone, early, before the house properly woke, standing at his memorial with coffee going cold in my hands while the sun came up slow and gold over the tree line.A full year. It didn't feel like enough time to hold everything that had actually happened inside it, and it didn't feel like too little either, just the strange, honest shape a hard year actually takes once you're finally standing on the other side of it, looking back instead of just surviving forward through it one difficult day at a time."Been a lot, hasn't it," I said, quiet, mostly for myself. "Lost you. Found my footing anyway, eventually, mostly because you spent your last clear hours making sure I had somewhere to actually start from. Married the right woman, the way you always said I would, even when you were fussing over the decision a year before that. Built an alliance out of a threat that could have swallowed two packs whole. Won a tournament that did
Claws on Ice Chapter 115: Everything we choose to keep
Trixie's POVSpring arrived slowly that year, the way it always seemed to in this part of the world, patches of green pushing up through the last stubborn snow one careful week at a time until suddenly, almost without anyone noticing the exact turning point, winter simply wasn't there anymore.The first annual tournament happened on a Saturday in late April, three packs gathered at a neutral rink halfway between our territory and the Nightprowlers' land, Rowan's Ferngrove pack joining as promised, their players skating out onto fresh ice with the particular nervous energy of a team meeting new rivals for the first time.I sat between Yasmine and Harlan's mother in the stands, watching Harlan lead the ceremonial opening face-off with a confidence that still occasionally surprised me, given how far he'd traveled to actually earn it."He looks good out there," Harlan's mother said, warmth threaded through quiet pride. "His father would have loved this. All of it. Three packs, choosing ri
Claws on Ice Chapter 114: What gets carried forward
Trixie's POVWinter arrived properly the week after the exhibition rematch, the first real snow of the season blanketing the estate grounds in the kind of quiet that made the whole property feel briefly suspended outside of time.I found Harlan out by his father's memorial stone that Sunday morning, a simple marker the pack had placed near the tree line months earlier, close enough to the main house that anyone could visit easily, far enough that visits still felt private rather than performed. He hadn't heard me approach, wolf senses apparently otherwise occupied with whatever conversation he was quietly having with a man who could no longer answer him back."I didn't mean to interrupt," I said softly, once he noticed me."You're not interrupting." He held out a hand, pulling me down beside him in the snow without hesitation. "I was just telling him about the game. Cole's scouting report. The dinner afterward. I think he would have liked hearing about it, honestly. He always did enjo
Claws on Ice Chapter 113: The rematch
Harlan's POVCole's printed scouting report turned out to be real, three full pages of diagrams that Miller found taped to our locker room door before warmups, courtesy of some Nightprowlers teammate willing to smuggle it in as a joke."He labeled our power play 'exploitable,' with an exclamation point." Miller held the pages up like evidence at a trial, thoroughly delighted. "There's an arrow pointing directly at me. Just my name and the word 'slow.'""He's not wrong about the power play," Coach said, without looking up from his own notes. "Take the scouting report as motivation instead of insult, gentlemen, and maybe we'll actually fix the thing he's mocking us for."The rink filled faster than usual for an exhibition game, word of the rivalry apparently having spread through both schools' social circles over the past two weeks. I spotted Trixie in her usual seats near center ice, Yasmine beside her, and further down the row, unmistakably, Lenin, sitting in full view instead of hove
Claws on Ice Chapter 112: Trash talk, translated
Trixie's POVYasmine showed up at my place three days before the exhibition rematch with a phone full of increasingly elaborate trash talk texts from Cole, apparently determined to make me suffer through every single one of them before the game arrived."Listen to this." She scrolled through her phone, already laughing before she got the words out. "He says, and I'm reading this exactly as written, 'Tell your sister's boyfriend's team we've been studying tape all season and their power play has more holes than Coach's excuse for a defensive system.' He doesn't even know Coach, Trixie. He's never met the man.""That's not going to stop Cole from having strong opinions about him, apparently.""Apparently not. Lenin says he's been like this the entire two weeks since the schedule got announced, unbearable at practice, insufferable at dinner, allegedly wore his old jersey to bed the night the rematch got confirmed." Yasmine set her phone down, still grinning. "I've decided I find it charm
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