All Chapters of The Hockey Alpha’s Therapist: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

**Quinn's POV**Grayson placed his foot on mine and held me in his arms. "Quinny, there's something I want to tell you."I lifted my head from his chest. "Don't tell me it's bad news.""It might upset you a lot."My curiosity growing, I shifted my position so I could see both of Grayson's eyes. "What is it?""I know this isn't the right time. But I think you should hear it."I stroked his cheek. Grayson didn't usually like small talk like this, but now he was doing it. And that made me very curious. "Just say it. Please don't make me even more curious." Grayson took a deep breath. "Actually, my mother has been looking for information about you." Oh, okay, that was quite surprising news. "Then?" "I don't mean recently, but a long time ago. I don't know exactly when, but when you had that incident at the old flat, she already knew that I had a relationship with you." He then sighed. "I think that's why she invited Kelly to come back to this city. And at that dinner, she tried to f

**Quinn's POV**I took a deep breath before entering Mrs. Talon's office. This meeting might be the last one for who knows how long. Because I had no intention of meeting her again anytime soon. I still hadn't forgiven her for what she had done to me. But I also didn't want to appear rude because I'm not like her. So, for that reason, I agreed to meet her again before leaving with Grayson. At this meeting, I also wanted to give her the gift I had bought for her. Because I didn't want to take it back with me. It would only remind me of the fact that I had given a gift to someone who paid scumbags to abuse me. No, I'm not stupid. I also know when to forgive someone and when not to. I also know whether someone deserves a second chance or not. And this is my decision and my way of parting with her. "Miss, you can go in now," said the maid beside me. I grabbed the door handle in front of me and pushed it open. When the door opened, the first thing I saw was Mrs. Talon standing with

**Quinn's POV**We finally arrived at the basement of Grayson's penthouse after hours of driving through slippery roads. I was relieved that Grayson had calmed down, even though he hadn't said anything during the trip. But that was okay, I wasn't mad about it. In fact, I thought it was better for Grayson to stay silent and think about my advice than for me to talk to him and provoke his anger. And now it was time for me to ask Grayson about his decision. As he said, he would give his decision after we arrived. So I touched his hand, which was still on the steering wheel. I rubbed it gently before finally holding it. I looked at him as he closed his eyes. What I admire about Grayson is that when I give him advice, he listens carefully without interrupting. Even though he may not agree later, even though it may be annoying for him, he doesn't cut me off at all. He lets me take on the role of his support system. And that really makes me feel appreciated. "Gray bear," I called softly

**Grayson's POV**I could only resign myself as Quinn took off my shirt and pulled down my pants a little. After all, it was for my own good. Because really, Quinn's pinches really hurt. I had been holding it in since yesterday because I was embarrassed, actually. "Stay there. Don't move or follow me," Quinn warned. "Where are you going?" I asked, curious. "To get an ice pack and some ointment. I don't want it to interfere with your game.""Honey, you don't need to worry. It's nothing. I often get bruises when I play."Quinn, who had been bent over in front of the mini fridge, turned to face me. "And that doesn't mean you should leave it untreated. No matter how small it is, it has to be treated, Grayson."I raised both hands in the air. "Okay, okay. I give up."Quinn stamped her foot on the floor then bent down again, putting ice cubes into the compress container.Oh damn. Her position right now was really tempting. She was in the same position as when we had sex with doggy style.

**Quinn's POV**"Come here, I'll whisper something to you," said Dylan. I obeyed, bending down slightly so Dylan could reach my ear. Honestly, I didn't suspect Dylan at all because I wasn't joking either. But what he said was so unexpected that I pinched his arm. "You naughty boy!" I snapped.Dylan smiled mysteriously. "But I'm sure it will calm him down. You have to come to the game the day after tomorrow too.""Of course I will. But the other thing... argh, that's embarrassing, Dylan.""Hey, what's embarrassing about it? Don't you guys usually do it?"Yes, but usually Grayson initiates it. Even if I ever initiated it, it wasn't too extreme and only made him come. I whined to Dylan. "I can't do it.""From what I've observed, Grayson always seems to want to pounce on you, and sorry, but it seems like after you guys do it, he's always in a good mood."I glared at Dylan. "You've been watching us?""Hey, no! I mean, afterwards. I live here too. So I can't help but see Grayson every