Knot Their Enemy

A Dark Mafia vs Hockey Omegaverse Reverse Harem Romance

De: Kara Kaminski

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

The first time I walk into their locker room, I’m wearing a too-tight jersey, cheap perfume, and my father’s orders.

Everyone else thinks I’m just another puck bunny with a front-row ticket to the post-game show.

They don’t know I’m the bastard daughter of the man who owns half this city’s guns.
They don’t know I grew up in the shadows of his war rooms, learning where every body is buried.
They don’t know he sent me here with a burner phone, a list of names, and one simple job:

Get close. Get their secrets. Get them killed.

I’m supposed to flirt my way past the trainers, slip into the tunnels in my pretty little fan gear, and plant what he needs in the rival family’s favorite toys—their star players.

Instead:

The captain catches me in the hallway with a bug in my hand and my scent finally spilling through the cracks.
The enforcer backs me into the wall with blood on his knuckles and a grin that says he knows exactly what I am.
The goalie shuts the locker room door and plants himself in front, blocking anyone else from getting in—or out.
The owner’s heir, all tattoos and bad decisions, laughs in my face when I admit who my father is.
And the rival crew’s soldier, the one my father warned me never to look in the eye, takes one deep breath of my scent and decides he’d rather claim me than kill me.

Five alphas who should hand me back to my father, wrapped in tape and bruises, decide to keep me instead.

Now I’m stuck between locker room benches and backroom deals, torn jerseys and loaded guns, while both sides of the city try to use me as a weapon.

My father wants me to finish the job—plant the evidence, burn the team, hand him the keys to their arena and their lives.
The pack wants me to tell them where all his skeletons are and help them blow his empire off the map.

Every time we survive another late-night ambush in the parking garage, another “accidental” hit on the ice, another message carved into the concrete under the stands, my heat hits harder.

Every time I swear I’ll stay cold, stay loyal, stay useful… I end up in someone’s lap with bite marks on my throat and five sets of eyes looking at me like I’m already theirs.

I was sent here as my father’s spy.

But the longer I spend in their beds and on their bench, the clearer it becomes:

They’re not just my targets.

They’re my pack.

Knot Their Enemy is a standalone dark mafia vs hockey omegaverse why choose romance featuring one bastard mafia princess sent in as a spy, five obsessed alphas who refuse to give her back, brutal violence on and off the ice, filthy heat, and a guaranteed HEA for the whole pack.