Fake Dating The Hockey Alpha

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uite Ethan booked for us. The luxurious carpet, velvet curtains

school, Crescent Wolves Academy, is everything I'v

I'm an eighteen-year-old, lowly omega scraping by in a world that

Ethan, the future Alpha of the Full Moon

must've finally s

hts. She barges in, her wild auburn curls bouncing, looking like a fiery storm in her emerald-green dress. Right

es in the entire damn pack who treat m

akes in the suite. "You and Alpha Etha

xperience the absolute best," I sque

sound like you're in some cring

," I shoot ba

Alpha Ethan better step up tonight. You've been waiting forever for him to st

scandalized. "Be nice! Th

cts. Alpha Ethan's been dragging his feet for m

y. "He promised me, okay? He said tonight, he

to argue, but Lily grabs her arm. "Lea

my floral dress. It's not anything fancy-just the nicest thing I own. Ethan knows I don't care about flashy

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Christmas lights sparkle from every angle. The air smell

top werewolf academies. Future Alphas and Betas, their pe

Lily? We don'

he suite," Lily murmurs, her wi

re owning it. Stand tall, ladies. Don't let

same. But the whispers, stares, and judg

w quickly. "You guys grab some dri

her soft smile making

," Mia adds with a smirk,

he words make

irs nervously, the back of my mind itching like something's off. I t

ates relaxing in a corner and laughing about

seen Ethan?" I mana

at me... Like I'm some fucking crap un

ere?" One of them nods towar

snicker. Al

of the Shado

eadable expression. Lucas Russo, captain of the hockey team. Notorious playboy, and Ethan'

his gaze. But I ignore her. "Thanks," I

he crowd, my stomach su

en I s

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l in school, and my personal nightmare. One hand gripping her ass... squeezing it, the

fucking