Don't Puck With My Heart (Pucked Up Omegaverse, #2)

by Sarah Blue

To the girls with a mean inner voice, tell that bitch to stfu.

Alexi always looks good whether he’s in his uniform or suits after games, but I think casual Alexi may be my favorite. God, I’d pay good ass money to see him in a pair of sweatpants that are a size too small.

Rule number one of hockey: don’t fuck with the goalie. And it’s nice to know this new team has my back. I’m back on my skates when Alexi palms the back of my helmet with his gloved hand.

Rule number two of hockey: keep your head in the game, and don’t think about how fucking hot the team captain is.

“Oh, don’t you malyshka me,” she says, pointing at my chest. Her Russian is shit, and it makes me smile. “I looked that up. I’m not your baby girl. I’m an Alpha, and I’m no one’s baby girl.”

“Life’s too short to live for other people. You don’t want to spend more time doing something that doesn’t make you happy.

I hold up my glass and ding it against hers. “To first dates.” “To first dates, though I think this is supposed to come before all the things we’ve done so far.” “Definitely not, threesomes before first dates always,” I joke, and she smiles.

Walking away completely from a toxic family isn’t a light decision, and maybe it wasn’t truly my choice. But accepting it and moving forward with my life is my choice.

If I’ve learned anything it’s that happiness isn’t guaranteed, and the road to getting there is always going to be rocky. Letting pieces of your heart walk around outside your body is the hardest thing I’ll ever do, but loving Owen and Alexi is easier than breathing.

This life is nothing but what you make it, and I plan on making mine incredible with the people I love by my side.