The night after the curse chain was destroyed, the Thorne cabin finally felt calm again.Snow fell quietly over the frozen lake behind the house, covering the ice in a soft white blanket. Inside, the fire crackled while Finn and Liam ran their nightly lap around the living room—toddler-speed, which mostly meant wobbling, falling, giggling, and starting again.Finn carried his plastic hockey stick like a prized treasure.Liam dragged a foam puck across the floor with intense concentration.Alex leaned back on the couch, watching them with tired eyes and a proud smile.“Eighteen months old,” he said. “And they already run drills.”Jake sat beside him, arms resting across the back of the couch.“They’ve got good instincts.”Alex laughed quietly.“You say that about everything they do.”Finn suddenly slipped on the rug and landed on his diaper with a soft thump. Instead of crying, he burst into delighted laughter.Jake nodded toward him.“See? Toughness.”The League ReturnsThe next week,
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