Four pro hockey alphas, one driven figure skating omega, and an unexpected blizzard that turns up the heat…
After dumping the ex who saw my skating career as competition, all I want is some time to perfect my routine before my family sucks me into their quaint but corny Christmas traditions.
Instead, the rink I rented to have all to myself is invaded by the Reapers. A pack of four impossibly hot, competitive alphas that plays for the fiercest professional hockey team in the region.
Whatever. Ive dealt with worse than sharing the ice for a few hours, even though Im having to...
Four pro hockey alphas, one driven figure skating omega, and an unexpected blizzard that turns up the heat…
After dumping the ex who saw my skating career as competition, all I want is some time to perfect my routine before my family sucks me into their quaint but corny Christmas traditions.
Instead, the rink I rented to have all to myself is invaded by the Reapers. A pack of four impossibly hot, competitive alphas that plays for the fiercest professional hockey team in the region.
Whatever. Ive dealt with worse than sharing the ice for a few hours, even though Im having to share with alphas who keep shooting hungry looks at me from across the rink. Alphas who keep calling me Cotton Candy.
And so what if they smell like the most decadent candles at the nesting shop? Im a pro at getting into the zone and tuning out distractions.
At least until a blizzard gets us all stranded together, and my heat picks the worst possible time to kick in. Because Im just lucky that way.
As the Reapers rally around me to turn our hometown community center into a halfway decent nest to help me ride out my heat with no strings attached, one thing becomes abundantly clear.
These alphas definitely dont mind sharing.
And theyre playing for keeps.
This low-angst, high-heat WhyChoose OV romance has nesting, marking, scent matching, fated mates, four cocky hockey alphas, and an omega who doesnt have to choose between love and her dreams.
