Page 31 of Puck & Her Blades

I smile, allowing the calm to flow through me, which always descends when I’m on the ice.

Then I start to skate around the rink, getting a feel for the right balance.

Joy rushes through me, as I speed up.

“Hey, look at that.” The gravelly voice of the sports commentator booms out. “I honestly thought that I was going to give zero pucks about this new gimmicky mascot but well, I’m impressed. That’s some awesome skating. I wouldn’t like to be the Wolfes’ goalie, trying to stop that puck. Don’t worry, she’s wearing pheromone blockers, so there’s no chance of your sticks popping up inappropriately.”

He chuckles, and there’s an uncomfortable smattering of laughter throughout the arena.

Alphahole.

I notice that the three attackers in the Blades team are skating around the rink alongside me now, as if they’re an honor guard.

Perhaps, more like protective bodyguards.

After the commentator’s asshole remarks about my dynamic, it warms me that they’re looking out for me.

“Of course, we all know that it’s the sticks of the Alpha stars who the Omega bunnies at home are interested in.” The commentator chuckles again. So, he’s an equal opportunity lover of objectification. “Sydney Blade has just passed on this exclusive pre-match news. Jackson and Zev Blade are the only two bonded Alphas playing together in the Alpha NHL. It makes them a near unstoppable attacking team. It’s going to be a thrilling end to this dynamite Alpha Cup, both on and off the ice, because their Head Alpha has decided that the Ice King and his prince need a female Omega to add to the beautiful Cygnus’ nest. Watch out for upcoming matching events and opportunities. Who knows? Perhaps, you’ll be the lucky Omega. By the end of this event, you could be bonded to the famous Blades.”

An uproar rushes through the crowds.

My heart clenches.

I stumble at the same time as all three of the attackers almost facepalm as well.

So, it’s also a shock to them.

Will Jackson and Zev truly be forced into a bond?

What the fuck is this? A PR stunt?

So, Roarke refused to allow me into the pack as more than a dependent, but he’s searching for a non-Rej female Omega to bond with Jackson, Zev, and Cygnus.

My heart twists at that.

I’m not jealous. I hope that she’ll be kind, and we can be friends.

At the same time, I feel almost unhinged.

Possessive to the point of turning fucking feral.

Inside, I’m growling.

But is there a chance that I could be chosen?

Is this my way into the pack?

Jackson is skating closer to me since the announcement.

Why?

I’ve seen him many times over the years. I’m fucking obsessed with his silent, commanding strength.

I’ve already met and desire Cygnus, and it appears that he’s desired me for years.

Zev is a mystery but he’s been in the papers and on my television screen and social media feed so many times that I’m desperate to find out if Jackson’s prince, who chooses roses for me, is lurking beneath the wild child celebrity.

But why would I be chosen as the Omega to add to such an elite pack?

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