LOGINAnna, a quiet Omega at Willow-Hills High, thought her dreams came true when she bonded with Ryder Willson, the Alpha’s son—until he betrayed her with her best friend, shattering her world. Drowning her pain in a bar, she wakes to the intense stares of the infamous Winterveil quadruplets—Liam, Tyler, Kyle, and Henry—her unexpected second-chance mates. Rejecting their dangerous charm, she’s stunned by their wild offer: a fake romance to unravel her ex’s focus during the hockey finals. With a dazzling makeover, Anna ignites the rink, her flirtation with the quadruplets sparking chaos—and a shocking victory. But as they infiltrate her school, a darker game unfolds. Are they her saviors or pawns in a sinister plot? With secrets sizzling and a mysterious power lurking, Anna’s heart races toward an unpredictable fate.
View MoreAnna’s POVThe break in the game came too soon.One moment, the crowd was still buzzing from the kiss — the shockwaves of it rippling through the stadium like an aftershock — and the next, the referee’s whistle cut through the noise, sharp and commanding. Players skated toward the benches, sticks tapping the ice, coaches shouting instructions that blurred into meaningless sound.My heart was still pounding far too fast.I could feel it everywhere — in my throat, in my fingertips, in the places Liam had touched me when he pulled me close. My lips tingled faintly, the echo of his mouth still lingering, and that alone should have terrified me.This was supposed to be fake.I shifted my weight, suddenly hyperaware of how exposed I felt standing there. Even with the Winterveil boys flanking me, even with their presence acting like a shield, I felt like the entire stadium could see straight through me — to the girl who had been shattered and was now pretending she wasn’t.Then the air chang
Anna’s POVThe kiss ended, but the fracture it caused didn’t close.If anything, it widened.The whistle shrieked through the stadium, sharp and unforgiving, snapping the moment apart like brittle ice under pressure. The crowd surged back into motion, voices rising, skates carving hard lines across the rink as the game resumed.And Ryder missed the pass.It wasn’t dramatic. No spectacular wipeout. No obvious blunder that would make the commentators gasp. It was the kind of mistake that only someone who’d watched Ryder Willson play for years would recognize as wrong.The puck slid toward him.He should’ve had it.Instead, it skimmed past the blade of his stick, ricocheting uselessly off the boards as a Winterveil player snatched control.A low murmur rippled through the crowd.I sucked in a breath without meaning to.Ryder froze for half a second too long, his shoulders stiffening like his body hadn’t caught up to the moment yet. Then he lunged forward, skating hard, jaw clenched benea
Liam’s POVThe moment Ryder Willson saw her, he cracked.I watched it happen in real time—the exact second his spine stiffened, the second his expression faltered like a bad mask slipping. For a man who thrived on control, on being admired, on being untouchable, the sight of Anna walking into the stadium shattered him.He deserved every fracture.I leaned back against the railing near the bench, arms folded loosely across my chest, eyes never leaving him. Ryder froze mid-conversation, mouth half open, his teammates talking at him instead of with him. He didn’t hear a word they said. All he saw was her.And hell, I understood why.Anna didn’t just walk into the stadium—she commanded it.The girl I’d met hours ago, curled in confusion and fire, had transformed into something lethal. Black silk hugged her curves like it had been designed with her in mind. Diamonds caught the stadium lights and threw them back brighter. Her posture was steady, chin lifted, even though I could smell the an
Anna’s POVThe moment I stepped fully into the stadium, it felt like the world tilted.Noise crashed over me—cheers, laughter, the thud of skates against ice—but beneath it all was something sharper. A shift. A ripple. Like I’d dropped a stone into still water and everyone felt the waves.Heads turned.Not one or two. Dozens. Conversations stuttered. Whispers followed in my wake like shadows.“Is that—?”“No way…”“Anna Moon?”My name floated through the air, disbelief clinging to every syllable. I kept my chin lifted even as my heart slammed violently against my ribs. Every instinct screamed at me to shrink, to pull my coat tighter, to apologize for existing.But I didn’t.I walked forward.The stadium lights gleamed off the ice, bright enough to hurt my eyes. Students packed the stands, dressed in Willow-Hills colors, faces flushed with excitement. This place had always intimidated me—too loud, too full of people who never looked twice at me unless it was to laugh.Tonight, they wer
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