All Chapters of Fake Dating The Hockey Alpha : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lucas So, there I am, sprawled out on this lumpy-ass couch in the cabin, trying to relax, but my brain? Oh, no. It’s staging a full-blown coup. My eyes keep drifting over to the door like Aria’s just gonna waltz in, looking all pissed and gorgeous with those soft green eyes of hers. Man, the way she looked at me earlier? It was like I personally kicked a puppy. Sad. Disappointed. Haunting.And here I am, just... sitting. My wolf is losing his mind in the background, pacing and growling, ‘Go get her, dumbass! She’s our mate!’ But nah, can’t do it. Won’t do it. I mean, technically, our whole “relationship” is fake anyway. Right? RIGHT?!The door suddenly swings open, and my dumb ass actually sits up like some lovesick dummy. Plot twist—it’s not Aria. Nope. It’s Sarita, my sister. Of course.She plops down on the table across from me with that trademark smug look. "You thought it was her, didn’t you?""I just wanted to make sure," I mumble. "I wasn’t expecting anyone, okay?""Yeah, righ

AriaThe party is a Christmas wonderland. Lights twinkle everywhere, and tall Christmas trees tower like something straight out of a fantasy movie. Cruise parties always go all out, but this? This is next-level magic. I pause to take it all in, then scan the room for Mia and Lily. Nowhere in sight. Typical. Probably running late.My gaze drifts, searching for him. Lucas. But instead, I spot his two idiot friends, Damon and Theo hanging in a corner. The urge to storm over and demand where Lucas is burns in my chest, but I squash it. Tonight isn’t about that jerk.I make a beeline for the cocktail table, grabbing a drink. And, of course, there he is…Ethan. The devil himself, complete with his stupid smirk and Vanessa. Ethan’s in a tailored suit, looking ugly, while Vanessa is...whatever. I refuse to let her outfit occupy any real estate in my brain.“Aria,” Ethan purrs, eyeing me like he owns the air I breathe.I sip my drink, pretending not to notice.“You look…”“Tacky,” Vanessa cuts

Aria By the time we pull away from the kiss, my heart’s thumping so hard I swear it’s trying to break out of my chest. My whole body? Yeah, it’s officially on fire. Desire is a bitch like that.“That was… lovely,” Lucas murmurs, brushing a strand of hair out of my face smoothly. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”Great. Just great. Now my thighs are wet, and I’m officially pissed at my own body for reacting this way from just a fucking kiss. Why is this bastard so good at seduction? Like, did he take lessons or something?“Thanks,” I manage, but my voice comes out shaky, which is so not the vibe I was going for. “Did you… really mean it? That you like me?”He smiles….one of those confident, panty-dropping smiles that should be illegal. “Wasn’t it obvious?”Obvious? No, sir. Sometimes he’s hot, sometimes he’s cold. He’s like Katy Perry on steroids.“Aria,” he says seriously, his gray eyes locking onto mine, “I really like you. But I’m scared. I don’t want to hurt you like Ethan did.”“The

Aria“Come on,” he says, scooping me up bridal style. “Let’s go shower.”And let’s just say the shower is far from innocent. We end up going another round before finally cleaning up.Back in the room, wrapped in towels, I grab my ruined dress with a sigh. No way I can wear this again.A knock at the door interrupts my thoughts. Lucas answers, cracking it open just enough to take something from whoever’s outside. When he turns around, he’s holding a cloth bag.“Who was that?” I ask.“Max,” he says, handing me the bag. “I asked him to bring you a new dress.”Wow! I pull the dress out of the bag, and my jaw just about hits the floor. It’s a pink ball gown, glittering with sequins and stones, catching the light like it’s straight out of a Disney princess movie. Like, I might as well be Cinderella, except I’m not rocking a glass slippers.“This is so fucking beautiful,” I breathe, running my fingers over the fabric like it’s made of literal magic.Lucas leans casually against the wall, arm

Aria One minute, I’m on cloud nine…Lucas spinning me around the dance floor like I’m the damn queen of the world. The next? Some girl strolls in, a walking, talking buzzkill, and decides to ruin everything. I don’t know who the hell she is, but from the look in Lucas’s eyes, I’ve got a bad feeling about this.I let out a frustrated growl, and just as I’m about to calm down, that bastard Ethan strides over to where I’m standing.I sigh, sipping my cocktail, trying to push the irritation down. Gail, my wolf, isn’t having it, though. She’s growling in my head, pacing like she’s ready to pounce, and honestly? I’m proud of her. That’s the energy I need for this fucking prick.“Wow, you must think you’re Cinderella or something,” he says, all smug and condescending. “You think this is gonna last forever? You really think Lucas will be there to save you when we get back to the pack?”I almost choke on my drink. “Shut the fuck up, you bastard.” I set my glass down with a thunk, glaring at hi