Page 144 of Choosing Their Omega

I feel like I can hardly breathe.

The players take their positions, and the ref skates to the middle of the ice to drop the puck. I feel like if one of my hair clips dropped right now you’d be able to hear it echo through the entire arena.

The puck drops, and the game begins.

I immediately start screaming and cheering without even thinking about it. My loud voice is echoed by all the people around me, both family and fans. I’m wearing Miles’s jersey tonight, but when I look around me, I see people wearing jerseys they got from the gift shop that have Cruz’s name, Lawson’s name, and Knox’s name. Everyone is here supporting these men, my men, and it makes my heart swell.

The game is intense, with both teams bringing the puck to each other’s end of the ice. The Titans get a lot of shots on goal, but so do their opponents. I’m glad it isn’t the Grizzlies. The Renegades play a good, clean game, and the competition is fierce but without malice.

The score remains zero to zero in the first period. Then the second.

We’re down to the third.

I feel like I can’t even breathe properly, like I’m going to vibrate out of my seat. I can’t even imagine how my men are feeling. It’s a good thing that I don’t play hockey. I’d be going crazy if I was out on the ice right now.

The third period starts, and I feel like the whole arena is holding its breath.

The puck drops, and Cruz takes it, immediately passing it to Lawson. The two of them and Davis move in sync, and my breath catches in my throat. They must have strategized and come up with a plan while in between periods, because they move like they almost intuitively know where the other player will be.

The three of them always play well together and always make it work, but this is a whole other level. I can so easily picture the determination in their faces, and I find myself cheering so loudly that I’m worried I’ll lose my voice.

They get the puck down to the offensive zone, outside the crease. Lawson passes to Davis, and his teammate buries the puck in the back of the net.

The crowd goes absolutely wild, and so do I.

It’s like a fire has been lit under the Titans with that, and when the puck drops again, they move as if they share a single brain. This time, Lawson is the one who scores, slipping past the other team’s defensemen with a tricky maneuver before firing off a slapshot. Andrea is screaming and cheering, about to make me go deaf, and I don’t even care.

The puck drops once more, and again, the Titans drive it deep into the other team’s zone —and Cruz scores.

“Yes! Yes!” I’m on my feet, along with every other Titans fan in the arena.

We all scream and cheer, and while there are a few minutes left in the game, I think the other team knows it’s over. Knox is an impenetrable wall, not letting a single shot get in, and when the horn sounds that signals the end of the game, the crowd loses its mind.

My four Alphas gesture out toward the stands, toward me, and while I can’t hear them over the crowd, I can read their lips well enough to know that they’re yelling my name.

They did it for me.

My heart swells with love, and I cheer even louder.

Afterward, the families and I make our way to the family lounge to wait for the men to come out. There’s a buzz in the air, all of us celebrating. We’re going to have the biggest party back at the house after this, I just know it.

The men step into the family lounge a short while later, Knox first, and I rush to them. He picks me up and spins me around, setting me down just in time for Lawson to kiss me breathless, dipping me a little.

Miles hugs me and kisses my cheek sweetly, then whispers in my ear so nobody else can ear, “I can’t wait to tie you up and tease you later. I was thinking I’ll make you come three times, one for each goal we scored.”

I shiver with heat and whimper a little, excitement flooding me. “I can’t wait.”

Lastly, Cruz pulls me into him. He hugs me tightly and buries his face in my hair. I stroke his hair, combing my fingers through it. “You did it. You made it to the playoffs.”

I feel him shake his head. “We did it. You’re a part of this. We wouldn’t have made it if it wasn’t for you. You’re our reason for everything.”

My heart aches, but in a good way. “You’re my reason too.”

I once had no one. But now, my heart is so full of love, it can barely contain it all.

Epilogue

Lily

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