After a devastating accident Sasha ends her skating career which leaves her emotionally shattered, Sasha Lane flees from New York to the snow locked town of Frost Hollow, The one place that changed her life. She’s hired as a physiotherapist for the IceLords, an elite hockey team with a reputation for both dominance and danger. Sasha expected stubborn athletes and broken bones but not Kael Darius, the team’s enigmatic captain with cold voice and gaze. Kael is cold, distant, and magnetic. He’s a werewolf Alpha, fated by an unknown source to bond with a second mate. And Sasha? She’s the mate he swore never to claim. Not after the last one, who happens to be ths moon goddess herself. But fate doesn’t care about his decisions But as time goes, Sasha’s kisses and touch awakens him completely. What Kael doesn’t know is that Sasha is no ordinary human either. She’s been running from a truth she doesn’t remember, and her wolf is clawing to be free. When attacks begin to plague the team, matches that turn to nightmare and secrets unravel, including the fact that Sasha might be the last heir to a slaughtered werewolf bloodline. Kael is forced to choose between his duty to protect the pack and the instinct to possess her completely. And Sasha must decide.. Will she run from her past or accept her wolf. And just as things seems to come to an end, The moon goddess stretches out to get her mate back, in which she goes against her duties and laws, endangering Sasha and the wolf clan. Will the moon goddess realize her mistakes and accept her fate, or will she end everything just to be with her Mate? Let's watch out.
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***Present Day***
“I really need this job,” I whispered under my breath, watching my breath fog up in the freezing Alaskan air.
The wind was so chilly, whipping strands of hair out from under my knit cap. I tightened my grip on the suitcase handle, dragging it along the icy sidewalk as I kept moving lazily. I was in Frost Hollow?
Ohh I bet I was...
And to the IceLords, the most elite and reclusive hockey team in the country.
I hadn't even heard of them until last week. From barely a website. But their offer had been generous, too generous, really and my old mentor said they were desperate for someone to help with chronic injuries and muscle strain.
Which led me here.
The IceLord's training compound rose like a fortress behind the fog. Frosted windows. Lights that buzzed behind tinted glass. It didn’t look like a place people trained. It looked like a place people survived.
Yeah literally it did.
I paused at the entrance, my heart hammering. My hand hovered over the doorknob for a bit too long.
You’re here. You’re capable and now, fight for your career .
Just then, I pushed through.
The lobby was spacious. Too spacious. No trophy cases, no team photos,which I found a bit weird. There was just a reception desk with a single woman typing behind it like a statue.
“Sasha Lane?” she said flatly.
I nodded, unwrapping my scarf. “That’s me. I’m here for..."
“I know. You’re expected. Third floor. Elevator to your left.”
“Right, um… thanks.”
She didn’t smile. Not even a fake one. Just went back to typing something with the same kind of mechanical focus I’d seen in hospital ICUs. As I turned, I caught her mutter under her breath.
“They hired a human. Again.”
I stopped. Turned.
“What did you say?”
She blinked up at me slowly. “Nothing. Third floor.”
A chill ran down my spine, and it had nothing to do with the weather at least.
Kael
***Conference room***
I could smell her before I heard her.
Citrus. Warm vanilla. Not perfume, but Her...
My wolf shifted under my skin the moment her scent hit the air.
Hell no.
I gripped the edge of the table and forced a slow breath through my nose.
We didn’t need this. We needed discipline. Control. Focus.
Not some delicate woman with soft eyes and a therapist's voice.
But I turned when she stepped into the room anyway.
I instantly lost track of what I was supposed to say.
She was smaller than I expected. Not fragile precisely. Her eyes met mine without hesitation.
Sasha Lane didn’t know what this place was.
And still, she didn’t flinch.
I hated the way my chest responded to her defiance.
Sasha
*** Same moment ***
He turned before I could even clear my throat.
And I froze.
Kael Darius. The captain. The name I’d seen on contracts.
But this man?
He was taller. Broader. Dark hair that curled slightly at the ends. A jaw carved from something prehistoric. And eyes so pale they almost glowed like ice under moonlight.
“You’re early,” he said.
I blinked. “Sorry. I thought it was better to..”
“It’s good.” His voice was low and rough. “Sit.”
I obeyed before thinking. The leather chair creaked under me. He remained standing, arms folded across his chest.
“I’ve reviewed your file,” he said after a pause. “You're not new to elite athletes.”
“I’ve worked with Olympic skaters and the Avalanche’s secondary team. I also ran a rehabilitation program for...”
He held up a hand.
“I said I read your file.”
Right. Okay.
Not a talker I guess.
“Then you know I specialize in trauma-based muscular damage and long-term inflammation. I’m not just a massage therapist.”
“No one said you were.”
“But your receptionist did mention something strange.”
He arched an eyebrow. “Strange?”
“She said... you hired a human again.”
The room went still.
I mean… still.
Kael’s jaw tightened. “She’s… old-fashioned.”
“That’s more than old-fashioned. That’s....”
“None of your concern.” He cutted in.
He didn’t raise his voice, but it might as well have been a shout.
I bit back my reply.
No need to burn bridges before I’d even signed the damn contract.
“I just want to do my job,” I said instead.
His eyes scanned me, slowly. Too slowly.
“You’ll have access to the players' files. You’ll work early. You’ll be discreet. And if something feels off, you come to me directly. No one else.”
“Okay…” I hesitated. “I mean, that’s all fine, but… is there something I should know, Kael? Something I’m not being told?”
For the first time, his expression flickered. It was gone in a second, but I saw it.
Fear. Or ..... Maybe just fear
And then he said the weirdest thing I’d ever heard during a job interview.
“If you stay long enough… you’ll figure it out.”
Kael
*** After she left ***
I stood at the window long after she was gone.
Sasha Lane.
Human. Soft-spoken. Calm.
My wolf hadn’t reacted to anyone in years—not since…
Not since her.
But this wasn’t a mate bond. Couldn’t be.
Mate bonds don’t happen twice.
And yet… my senses screamed mine the second she walked in.
I couldn’t afford that. Not now. Not when rogues were circling.
But I also couldn’t send her away.
Because something in her felt… unfinished or maybe hidden.
Like she didn’t even know what she really was.
And if that was true?
Then Sasha Lane wasn’t just dangerous...
Sasha
*** Her official first day ***
I wasn’t sure what was more intimidating, the ice, the silence, or the dozen hulking men staring at me strangely.
“Boys,” the assistant coach announced as I stepped into the training room, “this is Sasha Lane, your new physiotherapist.”
There were grunts. A few nods. No one smiled.
They were massive. I mean, even for pro athletes. Built like gladiators in skates. The room smelled like mint liniment, sweat, and…Something wilder.
They weren’t chatty. Not rude, but still. As if I’d stepped into a wolf den.
Which, weirdly, is exactly what it felt like.
I tried to shake it off.
“Good morning,” I said with my best professional smile. “I’ve read your files. Some of you have recurring inflammation, a few torn ligaments, and one of you....” I looked down at the clipboard “ has the shoulder mobility of a wooden puppet.”
Someone chuckled. A low, deep sound. When I looked up, it was Kael.
Leaning against the wall, arms folded, watching me.
I hadn’t even noticed him come in.
He didn’t smile, but the corner of his mouth twitched.
“Try working with him,” someone else said, jerking a thumb at a dark-haired player whose scowl looked permanent. “Talon hasn’t let a single therapist touch him since last year.”
“Good thing I don’t scare easy,” I replied, crossing the room.
Talon stared at me like I was a threat. I crouched beside him without asking permission, gently lifting his arm and guiding it in a slow range-of-motion test. His muscles were tight. Not just from injury. From holding something back.
“You’re not breathing,” I murmured.
He tensed.
“Let it go. I’m not here to break you.”
After a moment, he exhaled. I felt the shift in him. Still cautious though.
“You’re not like the others,” he muttered under his breath.
Before I could ask what he meant, Kael interrupted.
“Lane. A word.”
Kael
***Training Hall**
I knew this was a mistake.
Bringing her in and even letting her touch my players. Watching them respond.
Talon hadn’t let anyone near him in nine months. And yet here he was, breathing under Sasha’s fingers like she’d cast a spell on him.
She had no idea what she was walking into. What she was waking up.
I stood at the far end of the hall and waited for her to join me.
She came, arms folded, eyes narrowed. “Is this where you fire me?”
“You’re good,” I said.
She blinked. “What?”
“With people. With pain. You feel it. Not just physically. Emotionally.”
I don’t know why I said it. It was the truth, but it wasn’t the point of this conversation.
I was too close.
My wolf was rising. Pressing under my skin. Agitated. Wanting out.
“Are you okay?” she asked softly.
I looked at her.
Really looked.
The curve of her jaw. The slight part in her lips.
I could smell her heartbeat.
And I wanted to touch her.
Now.
Badly.
But I couldn’t.
I stepped back. She followed.
“Kael...”
“Don’t.”
“Don’t what?”
“Don’t get close to me.”
Too late.
She took another step. She was inches away now.
“I’m not scared of you,” she whispered.
“I know. That’s the problem.”
I grabbed her wrist.
Just to push her away.
But the moment our skin touched...
My body shuddered.
And so did hers.
Her breath hitched. Her pupils dilated.
I could hear her pulse hammering.
And worse?
I could *feel* it.
Like it was syncing with mine.
My wolf roared inside me.
“Kael..what the hell is that?”
I dropped her hand like it burned me. Turned away.
“Don’t touch me again,” I growled.
Her voice behind me cracked.
“You’re not normal, are you?”
“No.”
Silence.
“But neither are you.”
SashaAfter our little intimate time together, I creeped out of the room holding unto his hands like they were all I had. The game had only gone half before we left and he was back to continue now. I was still wondering how his wounds healed so quickly or maybe it's part of the many things I'm still to discover.**************************************My legs still felt like jelly by the time we stepped outside the arena. The match had been a warzone. Hockey, I’d thought, was brutal enough. But this? This had claws behind every blade, fangs behind every cheer. Kael had played like a beast barely contained inside a man's shape.The air was icy, but his presence next to me felt warmer than fire. We didn’t speak for a while. Was his eyes were telling me a lot. The match was over. We’d won. But the real game, the one I know she'll come back, but I don't know when.Kael led us toward the training complex tucked behind the main arena. His jaw was tight, fists clenched at his sides.“You ok
SashaI shook my head. “I’m not a wolf. You’re insane.”She laughed and it sounded like bells chiming at a funeral.“You don’t even remember what you are. How could you? They locked it away. Suppressed it and hid you from me.”“But the moment he touched you, your wolf stirred. And now your wolf is waking.”Kael stepped in front of me like a shield. “She’s not yours to touch.”Selene’s face twisted with something ugly. “She’s not yours either,” she snapped. “You were mine, Kael. Chosen by me. I am the Moon Goddess. I gave you your power. I made you Alpha. I mated you to me and you spit it back in my face.”My heart stuttered. “Wait… you were his… mate?” “Yes,” she whispered. “Fated. Blessed. Bound.”“But when I was separated from him due to my duties, they then tied him to you?” Her eyes burned into mine. “You took what was mine. And now, I will burn it all to get him back.”The mirror shattered, sending shards across the locker room floor. Kael yanked me behind him, his whole body
Sasha ***Still That Night***I pulled the blanket tighter around my shoulders, staring out at the snow-covered trees outside my window. Even the pines looked like they were hiding secrets.Who was she?The voice didn’t feel like something human. It wasn’t just anger, it was possession and her appearance???Like whoever she was, she believed Kael belonged to her. And she wanted me gone.I rubbed my wrist without thinking. the same wrist Kael had touched. It was warmer than the rest of my skin.God, what was happening to me?This job was supposed to be a chance at peace. A break from the mess I left behind. But now, my peace had a pair of glacial eyes and a voice in the dark whispering death threats.And yet… I wasn’t afraid of Kael.I was afraid of what I was starting to feel for him.I know this feeling was weird, but I can't hide the fact either.Kael***That Same Moment***I stood shirtless in front of the open window, letting the cold bleed through my skin.The moon was nearly ful
Sacha *** Still with Kael ***I stood there, heart racing like I’d just run a mile uphill.He was breathing hard too. His eyes flicked to my face, then my lips, then away again. But it was too late.That moment when he touched me, it felt like something unlocked. Like a dam breaking open somewhere in my chest. And it scared the hell out of me.“I’m not what you think I am,” he said finally, his voice quieter now. “And if you knew what I was… you’d run.”“You don’t know me,” I said.He turned fully now, looking at me like he was trying to decide if I was a threat or a lifeline.“I know enough,” he murmured. “You don’t belong in this place. With us. With me.”“I didn’t come here to belong,” I snapped, my voice cracking. “I came here to survive from my past and help athletes.”He flinched.And then, something inside him shifted.He stepped closer again. His hand lifted slightly, as if reaching for me, then dropped back to his side.“I can’t let myself want this,” he said.I didn’t ask
Sasha ***Present Day***“I really need this job,” I whispered under my breath, watching my breath fog up in the freezing Alaskan air.The wind was so chilly, whipping strands of hair out from under my knit cap. I tightened my grip on the suitcase handle, dragging it along the icy sidewalk as I kept moving lazily. I was in Frost Hollow? Ohh I bet I was...And to the IceLords, the most elite and reclusive hockey team in the country.I hadn't even heard of them until last week. From barely a website. But their offer had been generous, too generous, really and my old mentor said they were desperate for someone to help with chronic injuries and muscle strain.Which led me here. The IceLord's training compound rose like a fortress behind the fog. Frosted windows. Lights that buzzed behind tinted glass. It didn’t look like a place people trained. It looked like a place people survived. Yeah literally it did.I paused at the entrance, my heart hammering. My hand hovered over the doorknob
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