Fake Dating The Alpha Hockey Captain
Sierra Bennett thought she was doing her father a favor—fake dating his star hockey player to buy him time with the pack elders. One dinner. A few public appearances. Simple.
Then she touched rival alpha Sebastian Crane and had a vision of blood on ice. Suddenly, Sierra discovers she's not human. She's a late-blooming wolf with psychic abilities, and Asher Kane isn't just her fake boyfriend, he's her destined mate.
But Sebastian knows her secret. He knows she's actually his niece through her mother's hidden Silvermoon bloodline. And he's willing to use pack law, blackmail, and a death challenge to claim both Blackpine territory and Sierra for himself.
Now Sierra has four days to master her wolf abilities, learn to play college hockey, and decide if she's ready to complete a mate bond that will change her life forever. Because when Sebastian moves the challenge up and her own mother's betrayal puts everyone at risk, Sierra must choose: run from the destiny she never wanted, or fight for the mate she's falling for.
Some bonds are worth fighting for. Even if it means facing the monster who shares your blood.
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Chapter: Chapter 172: DecemberJaceThe final ruling landed on a Wednesday in December, exactly eleven-fourteen in the morning. I was tucked into the back booth of that crappy east-side coffee shop, poking at some sad thing that had the nerve to call itself a pastry.This time my contact sent the whole document. Three dense pages of council-speak, the kind they save for when it’s really, truly finished.I skimmed it fast at first, just to catch the outline.Then I went back and read every line slow, letting it settle.After that I just sat there, mediocre coffee going cold, pastry still failing at life, staring at the screen. No big moment. No gasp, no triumphant fist in the air. The place was half-empty anyway, and none of that felt right. Not today.So I closed the file, turned my phone face-down, and stayed perfectly still for a minute.The booth had a window. Outside, December was doing its gray, cold routinecompletely uninterested in some council decision two territories away. Just another morning, marching on
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Chapter: Chapter 171: No DelaySierraThe goal came on a Tuesday night in November against a team we were supposed to beat without breaking a sweat.“Supposed to” changes everything. When winning feels like the default, the pressure doesn’t come from the other bench anymore. It crawls around inside your own team, muttering that the game’s already over before the puck even hits the ice. John had hammered that point home all week.“You play every single second,” she’d snapped during practice. “Not ’cause you might lose. Because every damn second is worth it.”I’d been rolling those words around in my head like a lucky coin.---Play started in our end.Keeper sent a long, high clear. I grabbed it at the red line, already pushing forward. One defender between me and their zone. I’d been in this exact spot twice earlier this season and both times I’d floated wide—same hesitation, same extra half-beat, same dumb habit of leaving the door cracked just in case.Then John ’s voice cut through my skull from three weeks ago
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Chapter: Chapter 170: The Father In The StandsAsher.My dad hadn’t watched me play since I was seventeen.Just the plain truth. Not that he didn’t give a damn he always did but after Mom died the rink turned into this loaded place for him. Somewhere he couldn’t bring himself to go back to. It was only twenty minutes from the pack house, yet he hadn’t set foot inside since her funeral. I understood without anybody explaining it. Kids pick up on that kind of grief shape early, even before they have the words.When I was still playing school hockey he used to ask Jace for reports. I had no clue back then that Jace was the middleman. Found out one random November my first season here, when Jace dropped it with that extra-careful voice people use when they’ve been sitting on something and finally decide it’s time.I didn’t get pissed. Clicked right away.Dad keeping tabs from far off because showing up in person was still too heavy.---He called in October.I was parked at the kitchen table doing my usual half-hearted course reading
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Chapter: Chapter 169: Little BeginningSierraThe new coach showed up Monday with this old duffel bag slung over her shoulder, a coffee that had to be her third or fourth already, and a look on her face like she’d already judged all of us and was just waiting for the right moment to say whatever she thought. If she felt like it.Coach John . She mentioned her first name was Dana once, then never again. After that it was just Coach. Period. She’d played six seasons up at the highest college level, coached four more after that, and she had this way about her—like someone who’d been on the ice long enough to sniff out what was real in a player and what was just show. She had zero patience for the show.She stood there on day one watching us all lined up against the boards, eyes moving like she was counting stock or something.Then she skated out to center ice, waved us over, and said flat out, “Tell me what you think you can do.”Not what position you play. Not your stats from last year. Just—what do you actually believe you’
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Chapter: Chapter 168: Something GoodAsherThe roster showed up on a Thursday in September, stuck there like it was no big thing. Harlen didn’t make a fuss, just slapped one wrinkled sheet on the board outside the equipment room. Corners already peeling by the time half the guys dragged themselves over. No email. No text in the group chat. Nothing. You wanted to know if you made it? You walked your ass over and looked.I did.And right at the top, first line, in Harlen’s usual chicken scratch: *Asher Vane.*Not Rayce. Not that fake name Jace had cobbled together with some filing screw-up and two weeks of sweating over paperwork. My real name. Actual, full thing. Sitting there like it had always belonged.I stood frozen for a beat, just staring. Not getting all choked up or anything, but... damn. It landed weird. Good-weird. Like repeating a word until it turns alien, except backwards. My own name suddenly felt fresh again. Same letters I’ve dragged around forever, but now they clicked into place. Like someone shifted the
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Chapter: Chapter 167: HomeSierra.The morning after the championship, nobody got up early.That was weird, honestly. Usually our apartment had its own little groove. Asher up first, always. Then me. Jace rolling out sometime between eight and nine, already over whatever yesterday threw at him. We never set it up that way. It just happened, the way stuff does when you're really living somewhere.But today? The whole place slept in.I woke up gradual, squinting at the light sneaking through the curtains. Late February light—kind of soft and low, like it was trying not to be too much. The city outside was doing its early morning thing, but quiet. I stayed put, just letting it all sink in. No hurry.Asher was still completely out beside me.That almost never happens. The guy’s got some internal clock that drags him up no matter what. Late night or rough game, doesn’t matter. But this morning he was just lying there, breathing slow and even, like the day hadn’t caught up to him yet.I watched him a minute. Not all r
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Chapter: Chapter 56ELYRA.The sharp ringing of the alarm dragged me out of sleep like someone pulling a blanket off my body in the middle of winter.I groaned and buried my face deeper into the pillow, hoping the sound would magically stop on its own. It didn’t. The shrill noise kept echoing through the quiet room, stabbing into my head again and again.“Ugh… shut up already,” I muttered.With a loud hiss of annoyance, I reached out blindly toward the nightstand and smacked the alarm until the sound finally died. Silence returned to the room, and for a moment I just lay there, breathing slowly, trying to reclaim the peaceful warmth of sleep I had just lost.It didn’t come back.Grumbling under my breath, I forced my eyes open and glanced toward the clock.My brain took a second to process what I was seeing. Then I shot upright.“Almost eleven?!”My voice cracked in disbelief. I rubbed my eyes, thinking maybe I was still half-dreaming, but the time stayed the same.Eleven in the morning.“Great,” I groan
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Chapter: Chapter 55RADIELThe night finally went quiet when Elara fell asleep in my arms.I looked down at her face. The light from the bedside lamp fell gently across her features, soft and warm. A small crease appeared between her brows every few seconds, like her mind was still fighting something even in sleep.I sighed quietly.“Poor thing…” I murmured.Carefully, I shifted my arms under her. She stirred slightly but didn’t wake up. I pulled my arm from underneath her then I pulled the duvet over her shoulders, tucking it in carefully so she wouldn’t get cold. The air conditioner hummed softly in the background. I walked to the wall and adjusted the temperature a little lower.The last thing she needed was to wake up sick after everything she had been through tonight.When I turned back, she had scrunched her face again in that same troubled way.My chest tightened.I knew the whole incident must have shaken her badly. Anyone would have been terrified in that situation.Elyra tried to act strong mos
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Chapter: Chapter 54ELYRA.The gunshot cracked through the cold night like a piece of glass shattering.For a moment I didn’t even understand what had happened. The sound echoed in my ears while the world around me seemed to slow down. Before I could turn to look at Radiel, he slammed his foot on the brakes. The tires screeched loudly against the wet road as the car spun around in a sharp turn.My heart jumped into my throat.In seconds we were heading back the way we had come.I was still trying to process the fact that Radiel had just fired a gun when I saw the man again, stepping out from behind my car.The streetlight barely touched him, but I could clearly see that Radiel’s shot had hit him. One of his shoulders was hanging strangely, and blood darkened the fabric of his jacket. But the injury hadn’t stopped him.If anything, it had made him angrier.“You bastards!” he roared, his voice rough with rage.My stomach dropped when I saw the gun in his hand.Even with one arm injured, he raised the weapo
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Chapter: Chapter 53ELYRA.My hands trembled slightly on the steering wheel as I stared through the cracked window beside me. The thin fractures ran across the glass like spiderwebs, spreading slowly from the point where the man had struck it earlier.Each crack looked like a reminder that things were getting worse.I swallowed hard.Outside, the man stood a few steps from my car, breathing heavily. The faint glow from a nearby streetlamp revealed his shadow stretching across the lonely road. His eyes were fixed on me like a predator that had already decided its prey wasn't escaping.My chest tightened.He lifted the metal bar and slammed it against the window again. The sound shot straight through my bones.I flinched, pressing myself deeper into the seat.The cracks grew larger.A few more hits like that and the glass would shatter completely.My mind raced wildly. There was nowhere to run. The road behind me was empty for miles, and the forest lining both sides of the road looked darker than usual ton
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Chapter: Chapter 52ELYRAThe rain had started as a soft drizzle when I left the office, but now it had turned into something else entirely. It was heavy, relentless, pounding against the roof like thousands of tiny fists. The road still looked lonely and empty, and the few streetlights that worked barely cut through the darkness.I sat in the driver's seat with my head ducked low, my eyes barely peeking over the steering wheel. The windscreen was covered with thick streams of rainwater, making everything outside look warped and distant. Every shadow seemed to move.My hands were shaking so badly that I had to press them against my thighs to steady them.“Calm down, Elyra,” I whispered to myself, though my voice trembled.I shouldn't have stayed late at the office. I knew that now.A sudden crack of thunder made me jump. My hand jerked, and I accidentally pressed something on the car key fob.The next second, my car alarm exploded into the night.The loud, sharp blaring made my heart slam against my ribs
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Chapter: Chapter 51ELYRAI kept telling myself there was nothing to be afraid of.It was just a quiet road. That was all.People drove through lonely roads every day. Cars broke down sometimes. It didn’t mean anything terrible was going to happen. I repeated those thoughts in my head like a small prayer while I stood beside my car, staring down the empty stretch of road ahead of me.But the sky above me had other plans.Just moments ago, the night had looked normal—dark, but manageable. Now the clouds were gathering thick and heavy, swallowing the last bits of light like a curtain being drawn across the world. The wind picked up, rustling the tall grass that lined the road, making it whisper and sway in ways that made my skin crawl.“Oh, Lord,” I whispered to myself.The words sounded weak even to my own ears.I had been standing there for several minutes, hoping another car would pass. Hoping anyone would pass. But the road remained empty. Not a single pair of headlights appeared in the distance.The s
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