Carys Wilder knows not to touch any of the players on her dad’s hockey team. With her floral shop still in its infancy and her father’s possessive ire, it’s a rule she’s content to follow. But when the team’s blockbuster trade’s fiancée needs help settling in, Carys finds herself around the entire team more. And with the new nearness comes a shocking revelation: one of the players is her scent match. Unable to keep her distance, Carys proposes a relationship kept out of the public eye.
League playboy Rhett James has spent the season cleaning up hTimber knows I'm an omega, and everything has changed. He still thinks his Luke and Kane's Ollie are two different people, and I want to quit the job and run before he learns the whole truth, because I'd rather hurt myself than hurt him with my lies.
But there's only so much I can resist when they turn up the pressure. My beefy coffee-scented mate on one side whose touches drive me wild even though he can't trust me, and my suave lavender-scented alpha on the other whose smooth words and touches bring me peace, even though I can't trust him.
Kane won't stop with his plans, and with my heat so close, I'm struggling to find reasons to keep away from them that make sense. Because getting down and dirty with two hockey player sounds like the best remedy for my aching heart.
Knot My Pucking Scent is a cozy MMF age gap ice hockey omegaverse romance with a dose of cross-dressing madness. It's essential to read Part One before starting Part Two. This is a standalone duet set in the Knotty Puckers universe, where each book features different players falling in love thanks to their meddling match-making manager.is off-ice antics for the sake of the team’s public optics. When his talented brother is traded to Rhett’s floundering team, Rhett swears to make sure it’s not a fruitless change. But as the season wears on and his secret relationship grows serious, Rhett knows everything sits on a skate’s blade of balance.
When a surprise heat forces them public, Carys and Rhett must choose between comfort and the possibility of something greater than just their scent match—a pack of their own. Because sometimes love doesn’t follow the plan.
