“What the fuck does that mean?” Reid snarls.
“Don’t you worry, Mr.Grim, Mr.Waffle,” I emphasize both of their gamer nicknames. “If you’re nice enough, maybe I’ll share.”
Fuck me, the deer in the headlights looks on their faces has pure joy flowing through my veins.
“I meant what I said, boys. May the best Alpha win.” I wink. “Go on now, go warm up. Get ready for your dear old friend,Death, to kick your Scorpion asses.”
Turning around, I skate away, chuckling as the two of them start to shout at each other.
Getting to my net, I set my stick and helmet on top of it.
“What did you say that has their panties in a twist?" Dean chuckles, sliding up to me. “They look ready to kill you.”
“They might.” I grin, looking their way. “But not before we demolish them first.”
“Seriously, what did you do?” Dean’s eyes widen as the Scorpion’s coach shouts at Carson and Reid.
“Might have told them I was going to steal their Omega.” I grin like an idiot.
“No fucking way.” Dean cackles. “You’re savage.”
“Nah. What's savage is that I plan to do exactly that.”
“Damien Clark, my man, you really are full of surprises, aren't you?”
My eyes flick over to where Addie is sitting. She’s watching me, her brow furrowed together, chewing on her lower lip.
I grin, blowing her a kiss before turning to Dean. “You have no idea.”
Chapter 18
Addison
I stare at Damien’s retreating back as he skates away, blinking in disbelief.
There’s no way he just said what I think he did, is there? I must have heard him wrong. That's it. It’s loud in here, I’m sure my brain is just hearing what it wants to.
It’s not possible that he just told me he’s in love with me. That he’s been in love with me for years.
This is Damien we’re talking about. My stepbrother. The guy with whom I hardly spoke two words to the whole time I was in Nashville.
“Addie, you okay?” Nina places her hand on my back, getting my attention.
“Ah, yeah, I’m okay,” I answer, not entirely sure if that's true.
“What was that about? Is he pissed?” Nina asks. “He sure looked pissed.”
Licking my lips, I cast my eyes toward the ice and find that he’s talking to Carson and Reid.
Oh god, this can’t be good. Damien is grinning, and whatever he is saying gets the other two riled up.
“Whatever has gotten into him, he seems proud of himself.” Nina sighs. “I feel like this game is gonna be a bloody one.”
“What does that mean?” I ask, following her back to our seats.
We sit down, and my attention is back on the ice. Carson and Reid are shouting at one another while Damien skates over to the net. He looks my way and winks before turning to Dean.
“It means your stepbrother is pissed that you’re wearing his rival's jersey. And from the way he’s goading your boys over there, I don’t think it’s in a big brother sort of way.”
