All Chapters of Claws on Ice: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Trixie's POV“Sloppy, Trixie! Watch your angles!”But I had caught the puck just fine, Yasmine just had to yell across the ice, “You're the one who's sloppy!” I yelled back, before the Coach blew the whistle.“Timeout! Take five, girls!”Perfect timing.I threw Yasmine a glare followed by an eye roll that probably strained my optic nerves, before storming to the bench, grabbed my water bottle, and sat down.God, my hair is sticking to my neck. Why did I choose hockey? Ice hockey is just skating with weapons and now I suddenly wonder if frogs ever get tired of jumping. Like, do they ever just want to crawl?I looked down at my legs and God did my knees look weird today. If I die out here—“So it’s at his place, right? Around nine?”My ears practically twitched, across the ice, a bunch of the girls were huddled up by the equipment shed, whispering something about a party.I took a huge gulp of water and instantly choked, hacking a bit because the joy of a social event almost flooded my

Trixie's POV Taking the blame was easy because everyone else was already doing it for me. I packed the few bags we had left, kept my head down, and helped my family flee. We changed our names, shedding our old lives like dead skin, and moved across the border to a completely new country. We went from being pack elite to living in a cramped old apartment. Poverty was a heavy blanket, but I wore it because I figured it was exactly what I deserved. But I still had hockey. Or so I thought. On my first day at the new school, I stared at the sign-up sheet in the hallway and my heart sank. Boys' Varsity Hockey. There was no girls' list. “Don't bother, new girl,” some guy muttered as he walked past, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Hockey's a boy's game here. Girls cheer or track.” ABSOLUTELY NOT! Hockey was the only thing I had left. It was my only escape, the only place where the noise in my head actually shut up and I wasn't losing it. I was going to fight for a girls

Harlan POV:The music cut off like someone had snapped a wire.One second I was standing in my own foyer, jaw clenched against a man I wanted to break in half, and the next a scream shredded the air. Tires screamed after it, metal protested, and my wolf slammed against my ribs so hard I tasted iron. I moved before I truly processed the moment. The Northern official in front of me kept talking, smooth and dangerous, as if the world hadn’t just tilted. His words blurred into background noise. But all I heard was the scream again, and the sound of feet pounding toward the door.“What the hell was that?” I growled. “What is going on?”He smiled and glanced at the entrance like a man who had been waiting for whatever was to come. And that twitch in his mouth made my blood run cold as I shoved past him and walked out into the night.Students were piled up on the porch, stumbling, whispering and will pointing towards the road. And once printed towards the road and there in the middle of th

Harlan POV:I kept my back to the door until their footsteps faded down the hall.Only then did I let myself look at her.“Don't worry, they are not going to bother you tonight. They know that you don't want visitors.” I said calmly, knowing well that she did not want to hear me out.Trixie let out a humorless laugh. “Good luck enforcing that. Given everything that I know about my family, you should give them a few minutes before they just come and barge in again.”“I will enforce it,” I said. “I'm not going to allow them to come if you don't want to see them.”“You don’t get to play guard dog now.” She said angrily. “It is not like it's going to change anything about whatever this is.” “I wasn’t asking permission,” I said, watching as she lay back down on the pillow, her exhaustion wand over her insult. I wanted to cross the room and talk to the blanket tighter around her, to ask her where it hurt. I wanted to tell her that if anyone tried to drag her out of bed before she could sta

Harlan pov:I couldn’t sleep.Not when I knew that the name Darius Vale sat like a splinter under my skin. And the worst part is, Trixie had seen him in my house, and that someone had threatened the girl who was bleeding on my floor.Stop asking questions about Darius Vale, little omega, or next time the car won’t miss.I read it until the letters blurred. She did not know that I got it. My men have brought it in before; they gave it to her, and I knew that if she found out about it, she was not going to be able to settle. By the time the sky went pale over the eastern gardens, I’d already sent men to search the road, pull footage from every camera, check every car that had passed the estate, and question every guest who’d slipped out before I closed the gates.A guard knocked on the study door, and I barely looked up. “This better be important.”“She is outside, Alpha.” He said, making me frown.“What are you talking about? My pen stopped. “Who?”“Trixie. She left the east wing. Sh