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.

“See anything you like?” she says, taking another heavy sip. “I don’t know, like a very tall man with a Russian accent who looks at you like he wants to eat you out from behind.”

“Being a mom doesn’t stop me from getting railed every day that ends in Y.” She cackles again, and it’s contagious.

Oh fuck, do I want this big huge man to wrap me in his arms and warm me right the fuck on up.

“I want you so fucking bad,” he says, kissing my jaw and down my neck. His teeth graze along the column of my throat. “I’d make you feel so good,” he says, and damn if I don’t know that’s the fucking truth. “You should be mine.”

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.

Right now, I know for sure Piper is going to be in my pack. I don’t care what the good doctor says, she’s going to be mine. I’d be lying if I said the Beta next to me didn’t stir something up as well. But I’m not really sure who is going to be the hardest to convince. The good thing is, I love a fucking challenge.

“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.”

“Vy khotite priyti na moyu ruku, malyshka?” “What?” she says, opening her eyes and blinking. I realize I must have said it in Russian. “Do you want to come on my hand, malyshka?”

No more drinking tonight or I might say something stupid to a handsome Beta or let an Alpha rail me in my bestie’s pantry.

This man bought a vibrator in the hopes that I would be the one to pick it at this Christmas party.

“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.

“You have a week to think about this, and if you don’t come to me to talk about it, well, I’ll hunt your ass down.”

“Your father’s wrong. Fuck him for not seeing how perfect you are.”

As he goes to stand up straight, he lightly speaks. “Living here has no strings attached, I need you to know that. But I also need you to know that

I want you, and you living here is only going to make me want you more.”

“When I say I want you, I mean I want you to be my girl. I want to take you on dates, show you off, end my day with you in my bed.” I swallow, and when I look at him, knowing that he’s being completely honest with me, Alexi is all in. “I know you’re not there yet, and until you are, I can’t do anything else. It’s… it’s too much.”

“Is that why you came here? You need your Alpha to make you feel better?”

“So you’re what? The house fuck toy?” Owen says, and I laugh. I grin. “Damn right I am.”

“Oh, you’re just perfect for Owen,” Lori beams, the first smile out of all of this bullshit, and I can’t help but to laugh. This woman is proud of Piper threatening to beat Owen’s doctor’s ass. The laughter is contagious until we’re all laughing.

I kiss his forearm. “Are we going to be one of those sappy packs that is obsessed with each other and is always saying overly cute shit?” “Yeah, I think that’s exactly who we’re going to be.”

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.