All Chapters of Skating on Thin Ice : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

15 Chapters

Chapter 1: The Invisible Twin

The first thing you should know about me is that I have spent seventeen years as the world's least impressive consolation prize. My brother Lucien arrived first, screaming like he was already giving orders. The full moon was out. The elders felt his wolf before he even took his first breath. Golden eyes. Perfect lungs. Future alpha material. Then I showed up. The room went quiet. Silver white hair. Pale eyes. Skin so light I looked like I had been assembled in the dark. Some elder whispered "cursed," which was rude, but also fair. I have never shifted. Not once. No claws, no fangs, no wolf. Just me and my spectacular inability to meet expectations. Moonfang Pack has two alpha twins. Correction. Moonfang Pack has an alpha twin and whatever defective thing came attached to him. *** Moonfang Manor is exactly as miserable as it sounds. Everything is expensive wood and polished stone, but somehow it is freezing year round. The walls have heard every whispered insult about me

Chapter 2: The Crash

My phone buzzed against the cafeteria table like a warning shot. Alpha Dominic. My father never called me first. Ever. Our communication consisted of him grunting in my direction at dinner and me existing quietly in the background. I answered anyway. "Hello?" "Come home immediately." The line went dead. No explanation. No "how are you." Just a command barked into the phone. I stared at the screen for five seconds. Across the table, Anna stopped mid bite. "What happened?" "I have to go." "Serious?" I hesitated. "I don't know." But I did know. Something was wrong. The kind of wrong that sits in your chest like a cold stone. *** The drive to Moonfang territory felt endless. Every red light was a personal attack. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tight my nails dug into my palms. The familiar trees blurred past the windows. The Moonfang gates appeared. Two guards stood on either side, faces carved from stone. They opened the gates before I even slowed down. U

Chapter 3: Stepping In

I lingered in front of the mirror longer than I should have. The reflection staring back at me felt wrong. My black hair replaced the usual silver. Lucien's face looked back instead of my own. It was like a life not meant for me was staring through the glass. I adjusted the collar of my Northcrest Academy uniform again, even though it sat perfectly. Tiny control. That was all I had left. From the hallway, Dominic's voice cut through. "Time." One word. Always so final. I took a deep breath and opened the door. Dominic's gaze was steady, emotionless. "You understand what is at stake." I nodded. "The pack." "And the championship." "Same to you." That earned me a brief, unreadable look. I turned away before the silence could stretch. Waiting for Dominic's approval only made things worse. *** The drive to Northcrest Academy was peaceful. Quiet. I watched the world outside the window move past too quickly, like it did not care who I was trying to be today. Lucien's li

Chapter 4: The Encounter

I hated every second of this new life. I hated waking up early for interviews I did not care about. I hated people staring at me everywhere I went like I belonged to them now. I hated the cameras outside Northcrest Academy and the way students suddenly moved aside whenever I walked past. Most of all, I hated pretending to be someone else every minute of the day. It had only been six days. Six days since Lucien's accident. Six days since Dominic decided my life no longer mattered. And already I felt exhausted. I missed Blackthorne Academy more than I expected. I missed sitting with Anna and Maxwell during lunch while they argued over stupid things. I missed Ella stealing fries from everybody's plate. I even missed Alex acting like an old man trapped inside a teenager's body. That life had been simple. Quiet. Nobody looked at me twice there. Nobody expected me to carry an entire pack on my back. *** My phone vibrated while I sat alone in Northcrest's empty hallway before pr

chapter five: The Silence

I stood frozen in the dim concrete hallway, my back pressed against the cold wall like it could somehow save me. The silence pressed down, thick and heavy. My pulse hammered so fiercely I could feel it in my teeth. Every part of me screamed to run, but my legs refused to move. Roland did not rush. He never did. He moved as if he owned the entire arena, as if the shadows themselves bent for him. When he finally stopped, he was close enough that I could smell pine, frozen lake water, and that deeper scent beneath. Wild. Ancient. Terrifyingly good. "You are a terrible liar," Roland said. I swallowed hard. "I do not know what you are talking about." Roland's lips curled into a slow, dangerous smirk. He studied my face the way a wolf watches a rabbit that suddenly looks interesting. His gloved hand rose, tilting my chin with one finger. Our eyes locked. "The pack thinks you are Lucien," Roland whispered. His thumb brushed over my bottom lip, slow and deliberate. "Your father must

chapter six : The Leverage

My fist hit the locker door before I could stop myself. The loud thud echoed down the empty hallway like a gunshot, bouncing off the concrete walls and metal benches. My fists stung immediately, but I barely felt it. The anger was too loud inside my head. "You think this is a game?" I snapped, turning sharply on Roland so quickly that my skates nearly slipped on the rubber mat beneath my feet. I caught myself on a nearby bench, but my balance felt wrong. Everything felt wrong. Roland's smirk remained steady. Standing there in just his compression shorts, arms crossed over that ridiculous chest, he seemed like he had been waiting all day for this moment. Like he had planned it. Like he enjoyed watching me fall apart. "It stopped being a game the second you put on your brother's jersey, little omega." His voice was calm, almost bored. "Now it is about leverage." My blood ran cold. The word hit me like ice water straight to the heart. "What did you just say?" Ronald leaned in cl

Chapter 7: The Contract

The office felt like an actual freezer. I sat rigidly in the heavy leather chair, trying my hardest not to shiver. The sponsors standing in front of us looked like they wanted to wring our necks. They wore expensive suits that smelled like sharp cologne and pure anger. "Three months," the lead sponsor barked, his voice firm and completely empty of sympathy. "You two need to work together as a couple. Lovers. Until the European Championships are over. If there is one single fight, or one more leaked video of you two trying to kill each other in the locker room, you are both off the team. No exceptions." My stomach clenched painfully, twisting into a knot. I glanced sideways at Roland, secretly hoping he would argue. He was the great Alpha. Untouchable. Proud. The arrogant captain of the rival Northfang Pack. Surely someone with his pride would not agree to this humiliating fake romance. But Roland just leaned back against the wood paneled wall, arms crossed over his broad chest, w

CHAPTER 8: Moving In

Roland’s POV I stood in the shadows of my living room, watching the elevator doors slide open. There he was—Jeffery, lugging two battered duffel bags like they weighed a ton. The penthouse lights were dim, just the way I liked it in the evenings, casting long shadows across the sleek floors. Dude looked a bit lost already, his eyes darting around like he’d stepped into some fancy museum instead of my place. “Hey, you made it,” I said, stepping out so he could see me. My voice came out smoother than I planned, but that’s how it is with him. He jumped a little, then nodded, dropping the bags with a thud. The apartment was all mine—top floor, huge windows overlooking the city lights twinkling like stars that actually gave a damn. But yeah, it was cold. Sterile. White walls, black furniture, everything in its place. No photos, no random junk on the counters. Just... me. I guess that’s what happens when work takes over your life. Jeffery started poking around without saying much. He

CHAPTER 9: The Rule

Jeffery’s POV I cracked my eyes open to the smell of something burning. My neck was killing me from crashing on Roland's stupid couch all night. The penthouse was still dim, early morning light sneaking through those huge windows. I sat up slow, rubbing my face, and that's when I heard clanging from the kitchen. Roland. He was in there, looking totally lost, flipping stuff in a pan like it was gonna fight back. Shirtless, sweats hanging low, hair all messy. I almost laughed right away but held it in. "What the hell are you doing?" I called out, standing up and stretching. He glanced over, spatula in hand. "Breakfast. Told you I'd cook, didn't I?" I walked over, leaning on the counter to watch the disaster. Toast was black in the toaster, smoke curling up. He cursed softly and yanked it out, dropping pieces on a plate. Coffee? Yeah, that spilled everywhere when he tried pouring it. The mug slipped, brown liquid splashing on the floor. The dude looked so out of place, like a bi

CHAPTER 10: The Performance

Jeffery’s POV I was sprawled on the sofa, scrolling through my phone when the buzzer suddenly went off. My stomach sank like a rock in a lake. Nobody was supposed to know this address. How the hell did they find it? I hit the intercom and heard Anna’s voice blasting through, sharp and mad. “Jeffery, open up right now, or we’re calling the cops!” Crap. My hands got sweaty as I buzzed them in. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. A minute later, the elevator dinged, and out spilled Anna, Maxwell, and Chloe, all looking annoyed and worried at the same time. Bags slung over their shoulders, eyes wide as they took in the fancy penthouse with its huge windows and shiny floors—probably worth more than my whole old life. “Dude, what the actual hell?” Maxwell said first, dropping his backpack with a thud. “You’ve been ghosting us for days. Living here now? With Roland? Spill everything before I lose it.” Anna crossed her arms tight, staring me down like she could see ri

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