Craving The Wrong Hockey Alpha

Raven POV

The admin building swamped with senior year students the next day. All staring at Dean James as he addressed the crowd. He'd always do that the very first day of every year. And this year was no exception.

I stare at my phone. The time was 8:45 am. Fifteen minutes more to my first class. Which meant I had extra ten minutes to go get a textbook from the library before heading straight to class.

I raised my head. My eyes wandering about. Taking in the environment. Realizing how much I've missed this place. I know, I'm a nerd and holidays weren't my thing.

My eyes wanders to the far left. And that's when I saw him. Jace. Blue joggers and what seemed to be a hockey team's hoody. Leaning at a bike with a smirk that screamed I'm-god's-gift-to-the-world.

I try to look away but I couldn't. Which girl in the world could look away from this kind of beauty. He face was down. Focused on his phone that I'd fear if he even heard anything the dean had been saying at all.

He looks up and I quickly turn. I can't have him seeing me staring at him. Can't have him thinking I'm just one of those sorority girls on campus, that'd do anything to bone him.

Minutes later the dean dismisses the crowd and I strode to the faculty building. Making my way from the hallway to the library. The time was now 8:51 am.

Nine minutes more.

"Ethics in Journalism," I said to the smiling young lady. "I was told it's now available."

She nodded, a smile glued to her face as she went inside to get it. But before she could make her way back someone was already at my back.

"She'll be back in giffy... she just went Inside now." I try to reassure the person behind me.

"Who?" a familiar voice blurted. "I'm here to see you."

I turned. Startled at the last sentence. And there he was.

Jace.

Leaning at the desk. His facial expression indecipherable. His eyes studying every inch of me while his muscular frame casted a shadow over me that made me feel like my height had just reduced.

"You know it's one thing to see a guy's nakedness, but to avoid him after that without even telling him your name just makes it kinda weird."

Now, I'm a pacifist. I don't believe in using fists to solve your problems, I think organized fighting is barbaric, and the idea of war makes me queasy.

But the front desk lady's reaction to what Jace just said as she looked at me like a 'want-to-be slut', made me want to punch Jace right to the face.

But I didn't. Not when I know some dudes in Everfrost didn't subscribe to the don't-touch-a-lady ideology. And you wouldn't want to make the mistake of hitting the wrong dude.

So I did the next thing that came to mind. I dragged him. By his ears. Heading straight out of the library while I snatched the textbook from the table.

"Auch..." "Auch..." "Auch..." he screamed.

"Why the fuck did you have to say that?" I raged, but my tone was less harsh than I intended.

"I had to get your attention one way or the other."

"And that's how you chose to get it?" my tone still betraying me. I wanted to be pissed. Hell I should be pissed. But I couldn't. Not when I'm staring directly to a more handsome version of my seven years crush. Not with my head bringing back the sight of him naked everytime I look at him.

"It worked, didn't it." he straightened. "What did you expect when you ran away without even telling me your name."

He was right. The least I could do was give him that courtesy. "I'm sorry about that. I'm Ra-"

"Raven Hayes.." he cuts me off. "Yeah I know."

I rolled my eyes. "And how did you know?"

"Got a notification that a Raven Hayes liked a post of mine."

"That's bullshit, you have millions of followers, you must be getting lots of notification of people liking your posts, you can't be going through everyone on them."

"Of course I have lots of those pings," The edge of his lips curved. "But only stalkers tend to like more than a dozen of your posts all at once." A smile lasting barely two seconds before slipping back to his unreadable expression.

I bit my tongue. I knew I shouldn't have liked those posts, but I couldn't stop myself from admiring them. The way he exhumed a calm dominance in each of them.

"For your information I'm not a stalker." I protest, but the grin on his face tells me that wasn't going to cut it. "Its only right that I try to find out about who the new guy in school that was making me trend for the wrong reasons was, isn't it?"

"Alright cool..." he leaned beside the wall, letting his broad-shoulder expand and I hated how his muscles stretching made my body react. "I'm Jace, and from your reaction the last time I gathered you already know my brother Jett," his tone changing slightly at the word 'Jett'.

"So you're... An alpha too?" I asked, trying to figure how the twin stuff worked.

"I have the blood of an alpha running through my veins, if that's what you mean." he said. "But unlike my brother I don't care about packs and that kind of leadership."

"And you're cool with that?"

"If it let's me play hockey, get uncountable number of sex and make a lots of money alongside.... Hell yeah." he grinned and I almost chucked at his sarcasm. "Think of me as the wrong alpha."

But he wasn't being sarcastic. Hockey players in Everfrost had tons of girls who their last wish would be to die in bed with them.

"So why'd you transfer to Everfrost if you had it all," I asked, a knowledge I'd found out from endlessly scrolling through his Insta.

"The N.I.C."

"What's that?" I questioned and he gave me the ofcourse-she's-a-nerd scoff. And he wasn't wrong. I knew nothing about hockey, apart from how violent it could get sometimes, which i never understood why one would put himself in such harm's way just to skate on ice and hit puds.

"Northen Ice Championship... It's a hockey tournament. And I thought it would be cool leading Everfrost's hockey team to championship," he stated, the confidence in his voice spiking. "And as for having it all, we don't have girl's who'd just want a sneak peek of a guys cock and not want it all, back in Blue-Ridge"

I frown. His bluntness getting a better part of me.

"That was unplanned and a regrettable mistake." I hissed. "And I'm not that type of girl."

He stares at me for a second like he could see right through me. "Unplanned? Yes... Mistake? Sure... But definitely not regrettable." he totally ignored the last part I said. "I saw the way you drooled over me, and I bet some part of you still thinks about it."

Jesus Harold Christ. How could he be so blunt, annoying and still right. I pinch the edge of my dress, forcing my expression to remain neutral. Of course I couldnt go an hour without seeing his cock in my head. The thought of every steamy romance novel I'd read before flashing in head.

"You must think you're all that huh?"

"Reviews don't lie."

So now he has sex reviews too.. but before I could think of a reply my phone pings with a text. And I quickly look at it. It's Lyra, texting to tell me class is about to start.

"It's nice meeting you Jace, but I have to go now, my class is about to start."

He leaned in. Not too close. But close enough for his rich perfume to brush off me.

"How about a meetup sometime? Rav." his charming stormy-blue eyes fixed right into my mine. "I could use a show around campus." he must think every girl in Everfrost wouldn't blink if given the opportunity to play his escort for the day.

"Nah, I'm extremely busy... But I'm sure a dozen of the girls there would be dying to help you out." I extend my glare to the group of girls clustered at a corner and he grinned.

"Alright, you know where to find me when you're less busy." he said as i made my way to class.