Jessica Lyn has done it again. She didn’t just write a book—she carved my heart with a skate blade, stitched it with barbed wire, and left me feral on the ice. Ethan’s control, Jackson’s chaos, and Reece (my Reese’s Butter Cup, the soldier bodyguard of dreams) own me completely. Aurora? Still our Viking princess, still untouchable. This book shattered my soul.