Icy Nights: Mated to The Three Alphas

it. This thing costs m

uit open like a body bag, and the smell that hits her makes her

y has its own ecosy

e mouth has mesh,

ut the re

ame starts in t

arlon yanks the zipper up her spine so hard she stumbles, and now the

croo

s fi

ee half th

ks the head into

rea

nnel and look happy. The crowd e

planning

nearly trips over the giant paws twice before she even gets to

reaming voices, a wave of sound that vibrat

innesota cold that leaks in through every door. Some kid points

s. She waves anyway and almost c

y! So

her own foam finger, mouth wide open. Brooke is next t

s!" someo

s back, her voice mu

n, draped in a custom Heller jersey. Lacey Drumo

them laugh. Lacey leans over, and Jessie can just make out the

the paws. Not worth it. A guy nea

ilation. She can see the caption now: New

. The Golden Wo

cks cracking. Jessie presses up against the glass, fogging it

across the ice, the way they know where

he face-off before she can blink, and the puck is already down the ice, bodies slamming into the bo

ding too long, the fur trapping everyth

els like something inside her has rolled over a

a little dance by the glass for a cluster of kids, and one of them shouts, "You're th

suits are torture devices. Maybe I sh

cot! Get to the bench, do a bit d

ing hard, gulping water, and the smell of sweat and ice and something sharp like

s go Wolves! M

drops his

ttle slips, bounces on the rubber mat,

He turns his head, scanning

king up from his stick tape until Jonah doesn't answ

nd the roll drops to the fl

onah's voice is t

. His dark eyes are

aching for his drink when he freezes. His fingers curl into a fist on the ra

ng. The band is playing.

lse sees

motion, and then one of the giant paws catches on the boards and

nn

rom the bench, into the dark tunnel. The noi

d crooked so she's mostly blind. She adjusts it, the

or s

ere. All three. Jonah, water

gers. Martins, helmet off, tho

says an

omes out thin. "

steps

head." Low.

ins, his wo

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