Contracted Girlfriend To My Hockey Mate
Jay jerks away like someone poured ice water down his back, and I’m left standing there, blinking at Lucas.
I should say something. Anything. Instead, I just glare at him, trying to ignore the way my heart feels like it’s attempting parkour in my chest. His friends are behind him, looking equally pissed. Like, what’s their fucking deal? Did they all decide to make my life a collective problem?
“You’re… Alpha Lucas, right?” Jay starts, his voice shaking just a little.
Lucas doesn’t let him finish. “What the fuck are you doing with my girlfriend?”