Aiden noticed my hesitation and turns to me. He quickly rushes to my side. "Are you okay, Carol?" he asks, his voice soft with worry. I’m having a hard time vocalizing what exactly I’m feeling. Deep in my bones, I know that something’s wrong. I can’t possibly justify why I’m feeling this so strong

My parents don’t normally call me without scheduling out time to talk first. We have a good relationship, but we don’t speak that often considering how busy my schedule is. Could it be an emergency? I wonder. I quickly answer the call and press the phone to my ear. "Hey, Mom," I say cheerfully, tr

With some cajoling, Aiden convinces me to accompany him back down to the rink. Fans on all sides call out to get our attention as Aiden leads me back to the crowd of his teammates. I feel a bit embarrassed by the attention, but I’m bursting with too much pride to focus on that right now. As soon a

Aiden and I are both lucky enough that we have the next couple of days off. We spend the next day recovering. Both of us are feeling worn out from the night before — Aiden because of his game, and me because of… Well, Aiden. I guess what they say about the sexual appetites of alphas is right, I can’

Carol’s POV At last, Aiden and I arrive in my neighborhood. Humble yet homey houses dot every street. The entire neighborhood carries an air of community. Even people I’ve never seen before. We’ve had our car as we drive by. We pull into the driveway of my childhood home. It isn’t the biggest or