Fake Dating The Hockey Alpha Novels & Stories

And yet, here was Sebastian, the future Alpha, asking me for help in one of the most important aspects of his life. “Because right now, this makes no sense.” He turned to face me, his expression guarded. “My dad wants me to stop playing hockey. He thinks hockey is a distraction.” I frowned. “That’s what this is about? Hockey?” “No,” he said quickly. "I missed out on some Alpha trainings for my hockey game. My dad wasn’t happy about it, and my mom... well, she begged him to let me keep playing. But my dad said the only way I can stay on the team is if I find my fated mate within two weeks"

“You gave a nice speech, Alpha Ricky. I have to admit that myself but the truth is, you’re wrong about everything—well, nearly everything.” “You’ve been lying to me for the past hour, why should I believe anything else that comes out of your mouth?” I said. “Believe it or not, we’re not trying to take over your pack or your region. And it’s time I stop the games and get on with this meeting.” The Alpha said. “What games?” I asked, suddenly alert. “Alpha Ricky, my name is Alpha Benjamin and please, allow me to introduce my beautiful fiancée, Shannon Hirthe.”

Oliver would lose his mind if he saw her wearing this but thankfully, he was so busy with work-related stuff that he couldn’t come here this morning. I told my parents and Fiona that the Alpha King would be coming this morning and that we were planning on seeing the hockey game tonight. My parents were nervous about meeting the man who helped create me, but they were also excited to be seeing this new side of my life. I was skeptical of Alpha Bennet at first and I still don’t trust his wife and daughter, but I want to get to know him more. He had proven himself trustworthy and I had no reason to believe otherwise. “I hope you’re okay with seeing a hockey game tonight,” I told her, peeking at

What do I answer her? "N-no, we are just friends!" I gulp and plaster on a bright smile. Nathan frowns at my answer but says nothing. "Oh, sorry, I just assumed you were dating!" Dela laughs. "It's no problem," I reassure her. "I get why you made that assumption," Caroline munches on a sandwich. "Winnie and Alice are friends with all the hockey guys. And mistaking it for them dating the guys is easy." "Mmm, I don't know how much shit I've gotten from girls thinking their hockey-playing boyfriend is cheating on them with me," Winnie shudders in her seat.

"But what if I asked you to be my date?" My heart skipped a beat, caught off guard by his unexpected proposition. "You... you want to go to the Winter Formal with me?" Lucas nodded, his expression earnest. "Why the hell not? We can go as friends, no pressure, and just enjoy the night together." I hesitated, conflicting thoughts swirling in my mind. Part of me feared that I would be holding him back, preventing him from finding a romantic interest he truly desired. After all, he was the hockey captain, an Alpha with plenty of admirers at Shadow High.

I paced back and forth across the small dorm room, running my hands through my hair. “What if they meet me in person and change their mind?” I asked. “What if the locker room stuff becomes a real problem once they see me? What if...” “Ace.” Max stood up from the bed and caught my hands, stopping me. He looked calm and sure. “They already know the whole story. They reached out after the proposal, after the videos, after everything blew up online. They want you. The real you.” I pulled him into a tight hug and held on. “I don’t want to mess this up for us. Hockey has been my whole life for so long. I just… I don’t want to let you down.”

It doesn't matter how many years pass. Perpetrators have strong imprints on their victims. And sure enough, my senses don’t lie, Reid Maddox steps out. Paxon Pack royalty, my personal fucking hell. I swear the concrete trembles beneath his feet. My brain fries trying to process what the hell is happening. Why the two Alphas from rival packs, and rival hockey teams are standing right here, together, waiting like this is some kind of casual airport pickup. Royalty. Both of them. Huge, tall, arrogant dicks, too handsome for the eyes.

I've been planning this hit for three minutes, watching his patterns, waiting for the perfect moment. He sees me coming at the last second, but it's too late. I deliver a clean body check that sends him sliding into the corner boards with a crash that silences the entire arena. The golden boy of Frostfang hockey, the untouchable Alpha heir, just got demolished by the girl he threw away. I stand over him for half a second, making sure he feels the weight of what just happened. Then I skate away without looking back. The crowd gasps, then erupts in a mix of boos and shocked cheers. I hear someone in the stands yell, "Holy shit, did you see that?"

My heart pounds heavily in my chest because I can't claim or show Cassie to my father before the national championship game. And that means one of two things. Choose Lizzy or lose everything. Either option, my wolf dies and I don't get to live too. “You know,” Lizzy says, closing the distance between us. “I can help you for old time sake.” Nothing good ever comes from Lizzy's help. I know that clearly but I let her go on. “How about we deceive Alpha Warren? We let him think we are fated mates. That way your career and Alpha position are safe.” Excitement is written all over her face.

I say, breaking the silence in the car. “Yeah?” Lance answers, but Atlas doesn’t move. He just stares ahead as we drive back to the apartment. “What could possibly go wrong if we go see the hockey game tonight?” I ask, glancing at my phone. “We are not here to have fun, Silver,” Lance replies, polite but firm. “I know,” I sigh. “I just want us to go to the arena the Elder Alpha played in before.” Atlas finally shifts. “This is a good opportunity to see what he did while he was in the human world.”