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She pleaded and I huffed. "Dad, the footage?" "Shut up! Can't you see she isn't feeling well?" He snapped, then led her out of the room and I chuckled in amazement. I was beginning to enjoy this. ......... The next day was the hockey match and I made sure to ignore Donald all through classes today, heading to the men's locker room to see Griffin and get his jacket. The room seemed deserted and I was about to leave when I bumped into a huge rock, my nose almost bruising due to the impact.

Alex We walked into the big house, lights everywhere, people laughing, music playing low. Lila grabbed my arm tight, nails digging in like a warning. Her parents spotted us immediately. "Darling!" her mom called out, waving us over. "And this must be Alex. We've heard so much." Lila switched on the fake smile instantly. "Yes, this is my boyfriend Alex. His parents are the talk of the city where he's from, you know. Big business people. And Alex here is going to be the best hockey player alive one day. He's so talented."

Lily Baker’s POV Moving to a new country because your mother decided to fall recklessly in love at forty-two should qualify as emotional terrorism. Or a felony. Possibly both. I slouched farther into my seat, staring blankly at the hockey rink while men crashed into one another at alarming speed and thousands of people screamed. Cold air drifted through the arena, sharp enough to settle beneath my sweater, while giant screens flashed the logo for the NY TITANFALL above the rink.

Every muscle in my body tightened immediately. Beside me, Lily muttered under her breath, “Oh absolutely not.” Ryan’s expression went completely unreadable beside our table. Daniel dropped his bag onto one of the desks loudly before speaking. “Damn. Brookshire still smells the same.” A few hockey players near the back laughed awkwardly. Then Daniel’s gaze shifted toward Ryan. “There he is.” One of the hockey guys frowned slightly. “Thought you quit school.” “Nah.” Daniel leaned back casually against a desk. “Just needed a break.”

"Zane is the Beta heir, Al. He’ll handle whatever pack duties come next for the Vance family. But Roman... Roman is the Greyson heir. The second his dad steps down, Roman takes the Alpha throne. The pack expects him to choose a high-ranking Luna. If your scent changes tonight and he doesn’t notice..." "Roman is my best friend," I interrupted, my chest tightening. "He looks at me like a kid sister, Sarah. Besides, you've seen the tabloids. The man changes women faster than he changes his hockey tape. He’s not looking for a mate. He's enjoying the fame." A deafening roar suddenly erupted from the crowd below. My eyes instantly locked onto a chaotic scuffle breaking out near the goal crease. A

“Why did you stop me? I was fine.” “No,” I said. “You weren’t.” Her brow furrowed, angry. “I didn’t fall. I didn’t even stumble.” “This isn’t about falling.” I stepped closer, lowering my voice. “You’re beginning to show, Lena. The way you move, the way you recover, it’s not normal. Anyone watching closely will see it.” Her lips parted, but no words came. I pressed on. “Do you want them to strip your scholarship? Do you want to be marked as different? Because once that happens, you won’t just lose hockey. You’ll lose everything. And you won’t be safe again.”

"No games. No letting it out. Some wolves are not meant to be caged in a rink." "But I love hockey" I cried cowering inside my closet. "I know my superstar" he took my hand, pulling me out gently. "You'd be a part of the team, I'd make sure of it". I fell to his chest, and met his eyes briefly. "But you'd be benched, that way, we control it better... because anger triggers it and players can be something else" "I promised him," I said, comfortably resting on his chest, agonized.

"Her book system?" "She organises them by how much she hates them. Most hated on the bottom. She told me..." I stopped when ealised he was looking at me with an expression I didn't want to examine. "What?" "Nothing." He looked away. "So she hates hockey." "She told me multiple times." I said. "Okay." Ryder nodded slowly. "So it can't be grand. Anything big, anything that looks like a move, she's going to think you're managing her again."

Now! "Turn that shit off!" I roared at Dylan and his face drains of color before he quickly puts his phone off and slide it behind him where coach wouldn't see. I spun toward Ashton. 'Winter is in trouble.' I mind linked him quickly. The hockey stick slipped from my hand and it clattered loudly against the ice. Hunter's rage was hot and so was mine. But that rage was also mixed with something else. Fear. Fear that one of those men in the club will touch her or force her. Or worse, Masha and Jane would hurt her.

Roman Thorne is the invincible team leader of college hockey. He is large, aggressive and a nightmare to the media. The press, however, does not know what makes the Briarwood Ice Devils so feared. They are not just players. They are ruthless, blood-swilling offspring of the most formidable crime business in the city. Trying to keep a small scandal which is about to blow up their small business, the Thorne family appeals to the service of Sloane Mercer. She is 24 years old and a brilliant ruthless PR fixer. Her task is easy: to improve the image of the team, to work with press, and not to put Roman in the prison. But Sloane has not come to save them. She is here to ruin them. Sloa