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93. Not again

Auteur: Yakira Springs
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-10 20:25:55

Aurel

I manage to lift my wet lashes, hoping he'll look at me and listen to me as my hands clamp down hard on his shoulders.

“Fuck! Can you hear me?”

Neylan freezes for a moment, his eyes which had been shut tight open slightly. But they darken instantly as they fall on me. He bites down hard on his lower lip until a drop of blood spills out.

His eyes flips into a sharp gold, I recognize them perfectly. The first night we had sex, his eyes had those colours.

Shit! Is he going into a rut right n
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  • KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession    Ch.100

    AurelThe doctor steps directly between Hannah and the mattress, his broad back cutting off her red, tear-streaked face. He raises both hands, palms out, pushing the team toward the hallway."Everyone out. Now. Back to the reception area," the doctor says, his voice dropping into a firm, unbending tone. "The patient's blood pressure is spiking. You are crowding the space.""Wait, just five minutes," Hannah pleads, her voice cracking as she tries to dodge around his arm. "We just got here, he needs—""No," the doctor cuts her off, his posture rigid. "Out.""Come on, man, let us stay," Treyvon rumbles, his heavy shoulder pads shifting as he takes a step forward. "We're his team. We aren't going to make any noise.""I said out. Move it to the lobby," the doctor snaps, his glare locking onto Treyvon.Treyvon clenches his jaw, but his boots shift toward the exit. Anthony hooks his arm around Hannah’s waist, dragging her backward while her heels scrape loud against the tile."Anthony, let g

  • KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession    Ch.99

    NeylanA loud pop explodes right next to my ear. Foam shoots straight across my cheek. Desmond screams into the smoke, slamming a massive bottle onto the sticky bar counter."We did it! We fucking did it!" Desmond yanks my jersey, his face red, spitting beer as he yells. "We crushed the Wraiths! Three years, man! Three years I waited for this!"He shakes the bottle of beer in his hand, letting it spill all over the place. “You need to see that asshole Treyvon's face when he realized there was no chance for them.”Someone bursts into laughter. “It shouldn't be funny, but hell, it was good their captain was out of the picture. Bunch of lazy Alphas who depend on their Captain.”Idiot! How can he call this a win when their captain didn't even finish the game? I wanted us to battle real hard this time.Come to think of it, Aurel is an Omega, yet the bulky Alphas on that team are completely helpless without him. The whole hockey community acts like Omegas can't handle the ice, but the Wrait

  • KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession    Ch.98

    AurelThe hospital door slams back against the wall. A loud plastic smack rings out. Treyvon pushes straight into the room, chest heaving, his face covered in gray ice-grease and sweat streaks.The rest of the team wedges right behind him, their bulky shoulder pads crowding the tiny doorway and cutting off the hallway light. “What's this? Nobody bothered to at least change? Did you guys come here straight?”They all look at me like I'm crazy, “You… talking about changing when the captain was rushed out of the rink.” Someone says.Nobody is unzipping their gear. Silver second-place medals hang over their dark jerseys, swinging back and forth with every sharp movement.Everyone stays dead silent, faces pale and eyes locked flat on the floor tiles.Treyvon drops his heavy canvas gear bag. The metal zipper clatters loud against the floor. His eyes lock onto the massive black brace wrapping my leg, his jaw muscles jumping as he clenches his teeth. His fists ball up at his sides until his k

  • KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession    Not A Chapter

    Okay... before some of you come for my neck. 😂 I need to disappear for about 5 days. I know, I know... that's a long time, especially now that we're getting close to the ending, but hear me out first. We have about 38 chapters left, and my goal is still to finish Knotting on Ice before the end of this month. To make that happen without randomly disappearing again, I want to use these few days to properly outline and draft the remaining chapters. Trust me, if I can get them drafted ahead of time, there won't be any more pauses until Aurel and Neylan finally bully us into the ending. 😂 And no, this doesn't automatically mean there'll be zero updates. If I manage to write enough while outlining, I'll still drop chapters during those five days. I'm just trying to prepare the final stretch so everything flows smoothly. I'm also hoping to use the time to get a head start on book 2, Knotting on Wheels. 👀 Yes, it's happening! I really want to have it cooking in the background so that o

  • KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession    97. Bad luck?

    AurelThe scoreboard clock blinks zero. Overtime. The entire stadium is loud, the screaming fans turning into a solid wall of noise inside my ears.My lungs burn. The air tastes like copper.The puck squirts loose right into the center circle. It is right there. Floating.Neylan, my teammate Jax, and their defender all drop their shoulders and charge at the exact same split second. Their sticks hit together with a loud crack."I got it! Move!" Jax yells, his voice raw as he lunges forward."Not today Wraiths!" Neylan barks back, his shoulder slamming hard into Jax to clear the space.The space is too tight. It is a mess of moving arms and dark jerseys.I dig the edge of my left skate into the ice, throwing my weight forward to steal the puck before it slips away. My body is just moving on instinct.Bodies slam together. Skates cross and tangle in a knot of steel. The whole group shifts to the left at once.The puck pops free, sliding away from the cluster.I plant my right skate hard

  • KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession    96. Face off

    NeylanThe ice skates slice the frozen ground, a sharp scraping sound echoing through the loud arena. The scoreboard above flashes bright red. We are up by two goals.My lungs burn. My fingers grip the hockey stick until my knuckles turn white inside the padded gloves. The stadium is a madhouse, thousands of fans screaming, but my brain registers none of it. There is a thick, sweet wave hitting the back of my throat. Warm honey melting over ripe peach cutting straight through the smell of rubber, sweat, and melting ice.Even with this heavy plastic helmet strapped tight to my jaw, the scent finds me. It fills my nose, making my chest tighten. My head snaps to the right, my teeth digging deep into my inner cheek. Where is he?A heavy shoulder slams into my ribs, throwing me off balance. My skates skid sideways, spraying ice against the plexiglass. The puck skitters away, sliding right past my blade because I am completely frozen, hunting for a ghost on the ice instead of watching the

  • KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession    2. I want her

    NeylanFuck! Her body is burning, mirroring the heat raging through mine.The more she presses her concealed ass against my dick, the more her pheromones choke the air, wrapping around my senses until I don't know where my rut starts and her heat does.Fuck, she must have gone into heat triggered b

  • KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession    1. Choking on his scent

    AurelAs the only Omega in an all-Alpha hockey team, the best thing to do is keep my shit together around the others.But I got lucky, I presented as a recessive. Still pathetic for a man, considering you don’t always find a male Omega, let alone a recessive one.Well, I don’t give a rat’s ass abou

  • KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession    6. What do I do?

    AurelI push off the bed, ignoring the faint wheeze in my head. I’m not even listening to whatever Treyvon is saying.But then… what am I even going to say to him?I walk down the hallway and see Harper approaching.“Hey, why are you up and bouncing like you’re heading into a wrestling ring?”I ign

  • KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession    5. Ruined Me.

    AurelShit! I want to push him off me, but I can't even lift a fucking muscle.Of all people that could have been here, it had to be this asshole.He pulls my head closer to his body, his scent calming my nerves, but it annoys me. I understand that because he's my Alpha, that's why my body is respo

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