LOGINAva's POV"Bitchhhh, I know it was you."That was the first thing I heard today after a long day of training with Killian and having to care for that injured played. Not a good morning my chubby princess. Not are you awake. Not even the usual knock with a tray of food and a maid with it. Just that. I rolled on my back, and stared at the ceiling, already smiling. So worth it.The door opened quickly like it was offended by my whole existence and there she was, Avri’s asshole of a sister, wrapped in a silk robe, her hair covered with a towel and her eyes filled with so much anger one would think she had discovered murder and I did it."My conditioner," she snapped. "Why does my conditioner smell like toothpaste?I burned slowly. "That's...sad."She walked father into the room, pointing her fingers at my gate. "It was moonflower essence. Imported. And a limited fucking edition. Why does it smell like mint?"I sat up, holding my sheets to cover my chest. "Maybe the moon was feeling fre
Ava’s POVI felt his eyes on me again. He didn't lie about being exhausted after training with him, training with him was really he'll. And this was just the first then.At dawn, before the Veterans arrived, I'd already ran laps around the rink until my legs burned, then spent over another hour moving through cones with spaces between them that could hard fit a child. I had to do this with the puck glued to my stick, if I lost the pick, the bastard would make me start over. Every other player came a some hours later..It was finally time to play with the professionals. But something stood out to me. Killan. He wasn't playing with the rest of us. I pushed harder, letting my skates carve a sharp arc. I could feel Avri’s lungs burn, and her thigh ache but I ignored it. I twisted my wrist and pushed the puck between two veterans who were closing in on me. They collided instead, cursing as they almost went down.Murmurs started on the rink. Like the first day, small audience had gather
Ava’s POVThe knock came earlier today. I was already awake.“Food,” I heard a female voice on the other side of the door “Lady Avri.”Of course it was her.I rolled on my back, staring at the ceiling of the room that was far too comfortable for someone who was supposed to be in a world that wasn't hers.“Come in,” I said.The door opened and the maid stepped inside. She wore the same grey uniform as the others, but I knew better.She was my sister’s doll. Well Avri’s sister. Avri’s wicked sisterShe put the tray on the table carefully, like someone actually cared if I ate it or not.I hid my smile.Let her watch. Let her report.I wasn’t stupid enough to forget who I was dealing with.“Thank you,” I said softly.She nodded and turned to leave, staying just a second too long. She wanted to observe.The door shut softly behind her.Yesterday replayed in my mind as I ate. The ice, the sound of my skates on the ice. The sound of the puck hitting the net.God.I hadn’t realized how much
Ava’s POV Wait a damn minute.Did I fucking just hear him say Gale?Was the universe seriously shitting me? Even in this world, I couldn’t escape reminders of that prick.But who was Gale to Killian here? I tried to remember him from the webtoon novel, but I couldn't. I didn't even know enough about werewolves to guess. This Gale was everything my ex boyfriend wasn't. He was tall, his biceps were everything and God! I could only imagine how he'd look in briefs.Maybe after teaching the jerk captain, Killian a lesson, I'd see what chemistry there is between I and Gale, no between Avri and Gale.But the name Gale brought back so many memories of that jerk, he would need another name in my head let's say...."If you're just going to keep standing there like a goddamn statue, you might as well go the fuck home." I heard a thick voice interrupt my thoughts.My lack of shock was almost impressive when I turned and found none other than Jerkface Killian standing there.It seemed picking
Ava’s POV“Where is your form?” The scruffy looking man with exaggerated mouthstache said as he took another look at me.Yes, I know I am fat, just fucking stop staring! I yelled In my head but I was too desperate to let it out of my mouth.“Here.” I said handling him the application form and where it had marked successful.“A.J Lowell, is it?” He questioned suspiciously.“Yes.”“You dressed from home?” He said looking at my hockey gear.“Yes, just figured I should be ready for the game.”I wasn’t certain my voice sounded masculine enough but I put in my best as one of the articles from the internet suggested. His scrutinizing gaze pierced through my armour and almost made me give up right there, there was definitely no way I am pulling this off even despite trimming my hair and wearing a helmet.“Well, can you really pull this off? I mean, you look….too meaty.”“Henry, let the innocent boy be afterall, the team captain did the shortlisting himself and he is seldom wrong.” A female s
Ava’s POV “Ten ways to be a boy.”That was my last search displayed on the screen of the laptop. I yawned lazily and managed to get up on my feet. I had barely slept last night since I found out about the Frozen Blades recruitment and applied.I refreshed my application for it but no update yet. The page kept taking me back to the articles about the team and Alpha Killian’s annoying face kept gracing my screen.“I have had enough of these annoying articles.” I soliloquized. I had spent a greater part of my night reading through these articles and I think I have enough information that I needed. I had rummaged through Avie’s wardrobe but she had nothing masculine,Such a softie.Now was action time, I had spent the previous night planning,Dear universe or moon goddess! Don’t you dare bail out on me right now.A knock sounded on my door as expected, I rushed up towards the door, I felt strange, I got up to see blood on my clothes and the bed.Dammit! I almost forgot this part, my usu







