All Chapters of In love with my Ex’s Rival:The Ice Hockey Rival: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Tamara’s POVThursday morning felt like walking toward a cliff in slow motion. Elena and I had fallen into a routine over the past two days we stuck together constantly. To class, to meals, back to the dorm. Garrett’s rules, technically, but Elena seemed just as committed to making sure I wasn’t alone as he was. Sometimes I couldn’t tell if she was protecting me or keeping me prisoner. Maybe there was no difference.The weather was cold, matching my mood perfectly. Everything felt heavier now my thoughts. Tomorrow at 3 PM I would walk into an arena and face the Supernatural Council. Tomorrow they would ask me questions about what I was, what I could do, whether I was dangerous. Tomorrow everything could change.“You’re going to be fine tomorrow,” Elena said as we walked across campus toward the lecture hall. “Whatever they ask, you just answer honestly. You didn’t do anything wrong.”“Mara did,” I said quietly. “And somehow the Council k

Tamara’s POV“Thank you,” I said as we stood up from the table. “For everything. For believing in me.”“You don’t have to thank me,” Paul said, smiling that easy, genuine smile that made things feel less impossible. “That’s what friends do.”He linked his arm through mine as we started walking toward the library exit. There was something comforting about the gesture not possessive, just companionable. Like he was there if I needed him, but not demanding anything from me.“Now let’s go find Elena before she comes looking for you,” he said, his voice taking on a teasing tone. “She’s probably wondering where we disappeared to, and you know how she gets when people vanish without explanation.”I managed a small laugh. For just a moment, walking with Paul, I could almost forget about tomorrow. Almost pretend that the Council investigation wasn’t happening in less than twenty-four hours. Almost believe that everything would be okay.We

Tamara’s POVPaul didn’t ask me anything as we walked away from Lucas. He just stayed beside me, close enough that I could feel his presence. I appreciated that more than I could express in words. The last thing I needed was someone trying to force me to talk about what had just happened, trying to make me process pain that I wasn’t ready to feel yet.We walked in silence through the campus corridors. My mind was still screaming, still replaying my words to Lucas, still hearing his apology that changed nothing. I focused on putting one foot in front of the other that was all I could manage. Just moving forward without falling apart. When we finally reached a spot we met Elena, she was sitting on a bench outside the science building, her backpack beside her, looking like she’d been waiting for us for a while. The moment she saw us, she stood up.“What happened?” she asked immediately, her eyes scanning my face for clues. “You two just di

Tamara’s POVI was standing outside the arena, trying to breathe, when Garrett appeared.Everything felt complicated right now, layered and confusing.“You’re going to be fine,” he said, his voice steady and certain in a way I desperately needed to hear. “Just be yourself. Tell them the truth. That’s all you have to do.”Paul came up beside him, and the sight of both of them together with my protector and my true friend made me feel less alone in this moment.“We’ll be right out here,” Paul said quietly. “Both of us. Whatever happens in there, you’re not alone.”I nodded, unable to speak. The arena doors loomed before me like the entrance to judgment day.“Go,” Garrett said gently. “It’s time.”I turned and walked toward the doors. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might break through my ribs. My hands were shaking. But I kept walking because there was nothing else I could do.The arena doors o

Garrett’s POVThe arena was packed with more people than I’d ever seen at a hockey tournament before. Everyone wanted to witness the final match…..the Fornon Pack against the Ashford Pack, the two strongest teams on campus. The stands were full of students, faculty, and representatives from various supernatural communities who’d come to watch the spectacle.I didn’t care about any of them.I skated onto the ice with one goal in mind……find Tamara in the crowd. Somewhere in those stands was the person I actually cared about, and I needed to see her. Needed to know she was there, watching, supporting me even though the entire campus was treating her like a monster.The game started, and my focus shifted to the ice. Not because I cared about winning or impressing anyone, but because getting through this tournament meant I could find her afterward.The first period went smoothly. I scored twice, my movements fluid and precise. The cr