Timothy's POV

The captains' meeting before the game is mandatory, but seeing Penelope walk into the conference room still hits me like a freight train. She's flanked by Liam and one of their other players, looking every inch the star athlete she's become.

Her blonde hair is pulled back in a sleek ponytail, and she's wearing a fitted Bloodfang warm-up suit that shows off her athletic build. But it's her eyes that stop me cold—they're harder than I remember.

"Gentlemen and ladies." The referee ...