Kane’s POV
‘f***k off’ Dalton shouts, his voice echoing off the walls around us and drawing the attention of every other player in the locker room. He reaches out, grabbing my hand with a rough grip, turning it left and right as he stares disbelievingly at the simple gold band encircling my fourth finger.
‘It’s true, I was there’ Marcus states behind me as I pulls on his pads for our training session.
Dalton’s gaze flicks toward my best friend, searching for a hint of a prank, before returning to me with a look of uncertainly.
‘You are both f.ucking with me,’ he finally states, his head shaking as he glances down at the ring again. ‘There is no way that Grim got married.’
I pull my hand out of his grip and wiggle my fingers, the gold catching the overhead fluorescent lights. ‘Then why
