Chapter 1

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GOOOOOOODDDDD MOOOORRRRRNNNINGGGG VVVVIEEEEETTTNAM.... This is a new story as ive had it in the works for years now and finally just got the courage to post it. While it involves brothers being soulmates to one girl there will be no incest of any type as personally I cannot handle writing or reading that.

Any who, I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 1

"Please rise and join Calena Penner as she takes a break from rehearsal of Grease live in singing our national anthem," the voice says. I take a deep breath and walk on the ice. I look around and lock eyes with a cute blond on the steelheads bench. I blush and quickly look away.

"Oh Canada, our home and native land, true patriot love in all our sons command, with glowing hearts we see the rise, the true, north strong and free. From far and wide oh Canada we stand on guard for thee. God keep our land glorious and free oh Canada we stand on guard for the, or Canada we stand on guard for thee," I hold them for a few seconds before smiling and waving as I see the cute blond staring at me with adoration. My right wrist begins to burn and I grasp it as I take a last look at him and unfortunately look away from him as I walk off the ice and go to the place where I was asked to sit for volunteering to sing the national anthem. As I walk down the aisle I trip and fall onto a sexy looking blond. I stare at him in shock as my mouth runs dry.

"Hi," I whisper.

"Hello beautiful," he whispers his accent foreign. I blush and realize I'm on his lap.

"Oh sorry, I didn't realize I was still on your lap," I go to get up and he grabs my wrist. I let out a whine.

"No darling, it's alright," he smirks. I see my seat beside him and move beside him. I take the seat tag off and crumple it up.

"What's your name?" He asks.

"Calena Penner," I say shyly.

"That's beautiful. I'm William Nylander," he smiles.

"Like my jersey?" I ask pointing to the back of it to show the 'Nylander 92'.

"No, that's my brother Alex," he laughs as I blush.

"Oh, I'm sorry," for some reason my heart starts fluttering at the mention of his brother. "So, what does this mean?"

"It means you're my soulmate I guess?" He shrugs. I look down at my wrist and see both are a bright blue.

"Can I see your wrist?" I ask.

"Sure," he flips his wrist over so I can see it. My initials are violet like my eyes. Unfortunately, my eyes are naturally violet. When I was four they started to change slowly. I trace my initials on his wrist. He places his other hand over mine.

"Stop. That feels really good," he whispers.

"Why would I stop then?"

"Because I want my brother to feel this as well, uh I mean your other soulmate," he bites his lip.

"William, what do you mean?"

"I think my brother is your other soulmate. He keeps looking up here and staring when he isn't on the bench. It's almost like he can't concentrate on anything else."

"So it's my fault?" I ask. He shakes his head.

"Of course not! It's just how we are right?"

"I guess you're right," at the end of the game William tells me to follow him but I tell him I have to go catch my bus.

"We'll drive you home," he says.

"I can't trust a stranger," I say. He glares at me.

"We'll drive you home," he states firmly. "Have a little faith. We go through background checks before we're put on the teams we are on."

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