I won a charity raffle to take a slap shot at center ice.
I can’t even skate.

The Puckridge Rinkrats are doing a Valentine’s week charity event. Buy a raffle ticket, win a shot on goal during intermission. If you score, the hockey team donates double.

I never win anything. Until tonight.

Now I have twenty-four hours to learn how to stand on ice and not humiliate myself in front of a thousand people.

Three players volunteer to give me a crash course:

Graham—the alpha captain who holds my waist like I’m the only thing in the arena worth protecting.
Tate—the alpha winger who skates backward in front of me, coaching my every stride, grinning like he already knows how this ends.
Jasper—the quiet beta who reads every wobble before I feel it and catches me like it’s instinct.

The lesson runs late. The rink empties. Their scents—woodsmoke, black pepper, vanilla—have been wrapping around me for hours.

And my suppressants just stopped working.

They don’t let me fall. They build me a nest. And by the time the arena lights go dark, I’m not thinking about the shot anymore.

I’m thinking about how I never want to leave this ice.

Knot My Shot is a spicy small-town hockey why choose omegaverse romance featuring a Valentine’s charity event, a heroine who scores on and off the ice, nesting in the players’ lounge, knotting, and a guaranteed HEA.

Perfect for readers who love:
• Hockey players who teach her everything they know
• Valentine’s charity event with a twist
• “Hold me up” turning into “don’t let go”
• Strong silent captain with a possessive streak
• Flirty winger who knows exactly what he’s doing
• Steady beta who catches her every time
• Nesting, knotting, and explicit heat scenes
• Big public moment with a private pack claim
• Happily ever after with the whole pack