Fake Dating The Hockey Alpha Novels & Stories

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.

said the Alpha cheekily. His wickedness was no doubt a dangerous signal that scared Skyla out of her wits but what shook Skyla to the core was his feigned innocence. Her mind and heart caught the fakeness in it. It was like that calmness that exists before the arrival of the tornado. The Alpha quit his feigned innocent tone and regained his throaty voice as his lusty blue eyes pierced Skyla's breasts and ran all the way down in the area he was lurking for, the one between the legs. In a throaty voice, he snickered, "I think you are sad because I don't remember your name! Well, if you are good at bed, I will surely remember your name and might sleep with you often, my baby girl!"

I can’t refuse her, I only have to be with her as a prerequisite to become the Alpha. I sigh finally in response. “Nothing serious.” I take the chance to think of what to come up with. Should I say pack duties, she will ask my dad and he will tell her I have none at the moment. “Zonal Hockey Meet. I’m gonna be meeting with the stars from other packs.” Silence spirals in. She’s got nothing to say. My lips twist in a fulfilled grin. “We will meet tomorrow.” I drop a fake promise. Excuses never finish. I can get another for her.

Not love letters, nothing overtly romantic, but still enough to destroy me in front of everyone. The Alpha flipped it open dramatically. “Oh, this is good.” My face burned with humiliation. “Give it back.” He ignored me completely. Instead, he started reading aloud. “‘Damon scored twenty-three goals in eighteen games.’” More laughter followed. “‘Fastest player on the ice. Strong left-side attack.’ The crowd laughed harder. I took a desperate step forward. “Stop.” “‘Favorite move during power plays—’” “Stop!”

I got to the entrance and was stopped by Jenna, one of the girls in our class, also nerdy but still more social than me, standing there and giggling like she's won a lottery. I shrugged and ignored her to continue walking but she stopped me, pleading look on her face as she asked politely, "Can you come with me to the hockey field, please?" I frowned. "All of a sudden? Why?" "No. It's just..." She breathed erratically, "I want to confess to Luther before anyone does, so I don't know how to go about it and I heard he's joined the hockey team and is playing against Reis Armani tonight" Her explanations made no sense to me. A girl that doesn't talk to me suddenly asking me to watch the hockey g

I couldn’t stop smirking. Then came the final period, and the rarest thing happened. In the werewolf world, when an Alpha apologizes romantically to his mate in public, it’s a big deal. I mean, practically ceremonial. And Ryder my Ryder did it. Humans normally will think it a big thing too, yes but not like werewolves. An alpha can apologize to his mate privately but in public and what's worse I wasn't even Ryder's mate. The game was over, the puck in the net, and he skated straight to me, the crowd buzzing around us, and said clear as day “Please forgive me. I’m sorry.”

I am finding it hard to focus on Nick right now with the distraction of Alex’s fingers stroking me through his jersey. “Sure, that can work. Listen thanks Madi and Alex. Sorry to be a pain in the ass but you know how it goes.” “No problem.” I say as Alex is already starting to move me away. “Don’t talk to other men, got it Petal.” “What? Are you insane, I’ll talk to whoever the hell I want.” “Not being my girlfriend.” “Are you jealous? Alex Stone, hockey extraordinaire is jealous. We’re not even really dating. It’s fake. Earth calling Alex, this is not a real situation.”

Hazel stares at me, and I nod to her to answer him. “Well, yes, Alpha, I do know.” She says, leaning a bit forward. “But I think there must be a mistake somewhere, because I have not ever signed an agreement with you or met up with you or anyone else from your pack. My sister, who is an imposter and a liar, has.” The man gasps. “My name is Hazel Dalton, Alpha Gunner. You have dealt with my sister Josie Dalton. She has signed that paper fraudulently, and without the approval of the Alpha. The fiancé in question has met her mate, and we have blessed their union.” “YOU CAN’T DO THAT! THAT BITCH IS MINE! I PAID FOR HER. DO YOU KNOW WHAT SHE COST ME YOU FUCKING CUNT?” Someone else screams, making

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 continued to watch to see if I could get any more info. “Thank you, Alpha. I’m glad I was able to impress you.” I heard the kid call Hunter and I knew right there and then that Hunter could have definitely put up a fight if he wanted to because he had the ability to. What’s your motive here, Hunter. Why are you in my pack pretending to be friends with my mate? I asked myself. I needed to know why he was in this school now and why he had moved here if he was an Alpha’s son.