~EVERETT~The jersey is too big.It's heavy, the thick fabric of Knox's spare Vikings jersey scratching against my sensitized skin. It smells so strongly of him—sweat, ice, and that dark, spicy Alpha musk—that I feel like I'm being suffocated by his shadow even while he's across the rink.I'm sitting on the bench, my hands tucked between my knees, watching the team practice. They move like predators. Knox is the worst of them. Every time he cuts across the ice, sending a spray of frost against the plexiglass, his eyes find me. He doesn't smile. He just looks at me with that cold, proprietary stare, reminding me that I'm only here because he allows it."You okay, new kid?"I blink, looking up. One of the other players—a Beta named Jax—is leaning against the boards, wiping sweat from his forehead. He gives me a small, genuine smile. It's the first piece of kindness I've seen in this hellhole."I'm fine," I whisper, offering a tiny, hesitant smile back. "Just cold.""Yeah, the rink's
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