Aurelia's POV I pressed the cold towel against Zephyron’s bruised knuckles, watching the way his jaw tightly clenched.He didn’t look at me. His gray eyes were locked on the empty ice, his breathing heavy and ragged.“You’re pushing yourself too hard, Zeph,” I whispered.He let out a harsh breath, his shoulders tense beneath his hockey jersey. “The finals are next week, Aurelia. My father is coming. The scouts are coming. I don’t have time to slack off.”I knew that tone. I knew every shift in his voice, every shadow that crossed his handsome face.For three years, I had been the one who caught his anger when the rest of the pack expected him to be the flawless Alpha heir.When Lyra broke his heart, threw her ring at his chest, and left the academy, I was the one who sat on the floor of his cabin, holding him together while he tore himself apart.My chest ached at the memory, but I pushed it down.A sudden wave of exhaustion hit me, making my head spin. I stumbled slightly, gripping
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