Faking it with the Grumpy NHL Alpha

a's

ay of my life and I was handling it terribl

a handle on it, something would sneak up on me. The notification sound Sean had personally s

o off twice on the

non-negotiable agenda. Well maybe two-watch the NHL and get back the BMW I gifted Sean so I can sell it and pay

you boarded the plane." My dad's voice

I'm

fly on an empty stomach. Remember th

esides I'm off the plan

d incredibly annoying as always. "I hope you packed good underw

ool glass of the taxi window and st

talking about Mom." I said

es with the l

om

never know who'll want

e had read my mind at the moment. "Baby, you're sure you

tighten

ways making comments and urging me to go for him. What a quick cha

autograph." I pointed out, hea

n." I heard her scof

dropped. "You call us as so

y." I said

sigh, then turned

tically in her hairline, lips pressed together, chin slightly tilted.

d, shooting he

She replied, pouting he

ere ab

ing my arm. "Flora she said, 'get down.' Your fifty-something year old mother told y

the only thing that can save me fro

ds up. "I mean. Look outside." She pointed at the window with full dramatic

ne hundred miles from home."

amusement. "The finest collection of large, athletic, specifically-built-to-ruin-your-life men in the entire c

mm

something guy with a pretty face looks at you like the stars shine out of your ass and Sean sees it on your story and realises what he's lost. She paused for a

crawl up my face fade immediately. "

and held it up like an ex

m wearing that, Lu

it at me. "Loosen up. We are about t

why people talked about it with gleaming eyes. It was very tall an

ted my head back,

ressed to her chest, staring up at the building like i

e go i

a mome

before she could com

rough the entrance when Lucille

wed her

ith their practice gear, moving like artworks that were meant

said finally, her lips stretc

rt our accommo

ready moving. "Go sort the

lobby, leaving me standing alone with both

the seating area near th

in my lap, and stared at the front de

side door after what seemed like ten minutes, with a f

" She asked, her gaz

oked

on who was supposed to as

y hand. "T

e said and I grabbed my ba

k, then past the corridor tha

ay before we got to a bright, mirror-lined room where t

doorway. "I think

f them gestured to the ch

st here f

l be

transform my face into a better ve

akeup just to collect a room key, I thoug

appeared, looked me over, gave a small nod, and

through

e still confused about what was happening, th

g at the window with his back to me. He wore a white body-hug, with grey jogger

o that wrapped around his left arm caught the light as he turned a

lly redirect my eyes upward because they ha

they were too fitted, perfectl

g

best to be a normal, c

l, silver, one in each ear-and his chest pressed agai

from him made my wol

ha, no

and my eyes wid

' My wolf echoed, pranc

airport. Tyler Sinclair. The Devil on Ice. The man the entire internet had collecti

r for a moment, neithe

but his eyes were just hovering over me l

id finally, his tone ver

ed. "Ex

You look different from what I imagined." He pa

reeling in confusion. "Wh

desk, settling into the chair behind it and stretching his leg

slightly. "I don't-I'm sorry, I don

games, act like you're deeply in love with me." He pulled his legs off the desk. "My parents are in town

understand what's h

dollars, per month

e to get my

er per week, you'

t under

media presence, nothing exce

ir stopped talking and looked at me, his eyes widening in a wa

y fingers to my temple, "a

hadn't even heard a word I said. "I

ed my

or fle

ed to her chest, her eyes widening in surprise. She looke

wrong Flora