Ruby’s POV

The next two days passed in a way I hadn’t experienced in a long time. Slow, quiet, almost unreal.

Austin dropped everything.

No training.

No meetings.

No pressure from the rink.

The hockey arena was closed, officially “under inspection,” but everyone knew the truth. What happened there shook us all. Players, staff, even the werewolf soldiers needed time to breathe again.

And Austin stayed with me through all of it.

The first morning, I woke up to the smell of coffee and ...