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SILASMy neck was throbbing like a fucking furnace under my heavy neck guard. Those four fresh claw marks Seraphina carved into my flesh back at the cabin were burning like pure acid, leaking dark blood straight onto my white jersey every single time I turned my head on the ice. My inner wolf was completely unhinged behind my ribs, snarling and clawing at my lungs, dripping pure venom because he could smell her scent floating all over the arena floor.I took three hard strides off the bench and slammed my stick flat against the glass right in front of the official with a loud, deafening crash."Hey! Ref! Look at this fucking clown!" the opposing captain yelled, waving his stick right at my chest. "His neck is bleeding all over the icy sheet! Get his crazy ass off the ice before he stains the surface!""Shut your fucking mouth before I eat your teeth, 24!" I snarled, my dark gold eyes flaring pitch black through the steel cage of my helmet. "I will break your collarbone in three fuckin

SILASThe heavy wooden door of the cabin shattered inward with a violent, splintering crash.Bright, blinding halogen searchlights cut straight through the pitch-black darkness, flooding the small wooden room in harsh white glare. The loud, deafening chop of helicopter blades thundered directly above the roof, shaking snow and old pine needles down from the rafters in heavy sheets.In less than a second, the heat under that filthy fur blanket vanished completely.I was off her before the door even hit the floorboards. The scorching skin-on-skin contact... the heavy, pulsing weight of my cock pressed tight between her bare thighs... the dark, suffocating haze of my Alpha scent... all of it dissolved as if we hadn't just spent the last three hours tearing each other apart on the dirt floor.I stood up, my bare chest heaving as the freezing mountain air hit my sweat-soaked skin. I reached down, grabbed my black compression shirt off the bench, and pulled it over my head in one rough moti

SERAPHINA Cold chills seeped deep into my bones as the cabin temperature plummeted way below zero. The howling mountain wind rattled the rickety wooden door, blowing freezing drafts through the cracks in the pine walls. My inner wolf whimpered low in my chest, her energy completely spent trying to heal the deep, bloody gash across my ribs. She was fading fast, her body heat dropping into survival mode.Across the dark room, Silas’s heavy breathing sounded ragged and shallow. His wolf was crashing just as hard as mine."Take off your fucking clothes, Sera. I am not going to sit here and watch you freeze to death because you want to be stubborn." Silas rasped out of the dark. His voice was rough as sandpaper, thick with that low Alpha rasp that made my wolf perk her ears up despite the freezing cold.I pulled my arms tighter around my shivering frame, my teeth clicking together so violently I could barely force the words out."Fuck off, Silas. I am not taking my clothes off for you. I

SILASMy legs felt like two lead pipes draggin' through the snow.The wind off the mountain was howlin' like a fucking banshee, kickin' up thick white dust that burned my eyes and froze the sweat straight to my forehead. Every breath I pulled into my lungs felt like swallowin' a mouthful of broken glass. My internal temperature was crashin' fast. The cold was sinkin' deep into my ribs, paralyzin' my inner wolf, and making him scratch at the inside of my chest like a trapped beast. I fuckin' hated it. I hated feelin' weak, and I hated the fact that the only reason my boots were still movin' was because Seraphina had her arm locked around my waist.Her small shoulder was jammed right under my armpit, taking half my damn body weight while we pushed through knee-deep snowdrifts toward the dark silhouette of some abandoned wood cabin hidden in the pines. Her body was flush against mine, every hard line of her hip grinding against my thigh with every agonizing step. Even through the heavy c

SILASThe leather steering wheel of the lead Suburban was freezing cold under my hands, but the suffocating tension inside the cab was a hell of a lot worse.My father had made his demands crystal fucking clear before we even pulled out of the pack garage. Seraphina wasn't riding in the team bus with the rest of the guys. She wasn't riding with Killian, and she damn sure wasn't riding with Kelavra. Thorne had ordered her straight into my front passenger seat so I could watch her like a hawk for the entire six-hour drive up north."If she so much as breathes sideways, Silas, you lock her down," Thorne had snarled in my ear right before we left. "I am not having that rogue bitch ruin this four-game tournament."Now, three hours into the mountain pass, the sky had turned a dirty, bruised purple. White-out blizzard conditions slammed against the windshield. The wipers were useless, slapping heavy ice back and forth while the wind howled outside like a dying wolf.Seraphina sat shoved as f

SILASThe grand hall of the pack mansion reeked of my father's suffocating Alpha presence. Alpha Thorne stood behind his heavy mahogany desk, staring up at the security monitor mounted on the stone wall. The security camera footage from the locker room played on an endless, brutal loop... the shattered clear plastic bottle... the red pre-workout liquid splashing across the floor... the silver sheen of wolfsbane oil spreading over the dark rubber mats.I stood right in the center of the hall. My dark hair was still soaked with sweat from my off-ice workout, sticking to my forehead. My eyes were locked straight ahead on the stone wall, keeping my jaw clenched tight, refusing to look my father in the eyes while his anger filled the air.Out of the corner of my eye, I felt Seraphina standing near the double doors, her back pressed flat against the wood. Her heavy medic bag was slung over her shoulder. Her lip was swollen where she had bitten her own tongue, the metallic scent of her blood