LOGINAthena Cole was the best player on the ice until the boy she trusted asked her to throw the championship game and she believed him. One viral humiliation later, she jumps into a lake and is removed from her team. Unexpectedly she gets an offer from Jeremiah Ashford, the one person whose team she never wanted to help. The deal is simple, she rebuilds his struggling Falcons using everything she knows about Luca Ryder and he gets her to the elite women’s national development training camp but what is not simple for Athena is Jeremiah himself. When Luca comes back wanting forgiveness, Sienna comes for her position on the board and the truth about what Luca has done before surfaces, Athena realizes the fight is bigger and the person standing beside her through all of it was the most important.
View MoreATHENAThe thick calluses on his palms pressed through the thin nylon of my track jacket, creating points of burning heat against my skin. Resting his forehead gently against mine, our breaths mixed in small, rhythmic white clouds under the harsh, buzzing overhead stadium lights."You think I’m just trying to stay on top of an investment, Athena," Jeremiah murmured. His voice scraped low across the quiet ice, carrying a weight that demanded attention. A heavy sigh vibrated through his torso, transferring the physical movement directly into my ribs. "But you don't get how this place works.""Then explain it to me," I replied. Keeping my tone hushed felt necessary, as if speaking too loudly would shatter the fragile, pressurized bubble enclosing us. "Because right now, it feels like everyone has a hidden agenda. Nobody does anything in this league without a contract or a selfish motive attached to it."Stepping a fraction closer, his skates carved a tiny, sharp groove into the frozen su
ATHENA“What?”"I’m maintaining momentum, Cole," Jeremiah fired back. His chest heaved with exertion, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "Maybe if your drill structures actually factored in realistic transition times instead of theoretical geometry, I wouldn't have to compensate for the lag.""My geometry got you five goals on Saturday." I gripped the shaft of my stick, my knuckles paling. "Your puck protection is sloppy because you’re relying on brute force instead of actual finesse.""Finesse doesn't win board battles against Westmore's defensive line," he retorted, taking a slow, menacing step closer. "But I guess you’re the expert on what Westmore wants."My jaw tightened so hard my back teeth ground together. A phantom ringing started in my ears. He knew exactly where to hit to leave a bruise. The reference to Luca and my past mistakes acted like gasoline on an open flame."Watch your mouth," I warned, my voice dropping an octave."Or what?" Jeremiah challenged, his grip tightening
ATHENAExiting the brutalist architecture of the humanities building, the humid air hit my face like a hot, wet towel. The midday sun beat down mercilessly on the concrete walkways, reflecting a harsh, blinding glare off the massive windows of the student center. Scanning the crowded plaza for Tessa’s bright curls yielded zero results among the sea of undergraduates rushing between summer lectures.Sweat prickled the back of my neck. Weaving through a pack of freshmen riding electric scooters, I dodged a guy balancing three iced coffees in a cardboard carrier. I finally spotted her. She leaned against a poured-concrete planter outside the campus juice bar, her thumbs flying aggressively across her phone screen."I’ve been tracking you for ten minutes," I said, stopping next to her and wiping my forehead with the back of my hand. "I thought you got abducted by the math department."Looking up, Tessa slid the device into the back pocket of her denim cutoffs. "Please, I’d rather go to f
ATHENAThe heavy, lingering silence from the morning's explosive fight with Jeremiah suffocated my Westwood apartment. Pacing a tight circle across the worn rug in the living room, the friction between my tightly clenched jaw muscles hadn't eased a single fraction all day. The orange hue of the setting sun filtered weakly through the blinds, casting long, stark shadows against the walls.My phone screen suddenly lit up on the cheap wooden coffee table, buzzing violently against the surface. Snatching it up, I swiped the glowing screen and pressed the device heavily against my ear."Athena?" Tessa's voice crackled aggressively over the line. "Oh my god, turn the TV down, I literally have the ultimate tea. Maya Reeves actually agreed to speak to us."Stopping dead in my tracks, my chest tightened painfully, restricting my oxygen."Wait, what?" I demanded, the phone slipping slightly against my sweating palm. "Are you serious right now? Tessa, Maya entirely ghosted the collegiate hockey






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