All Chapters of In love with my Ex’s Rival:The Ice Hockey Rival: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Garrett’s POVElena left without another word, disappearing into the crowd. I stood alone in the chaos of the post-tournament celebration, watching the people around me celebrate a victory that felt completely hollow. I still held the trophy in my hands, its weight meaningless compared to everything else pressing down on me.What mattered now was preparing for what came next………..the Council interrogation. The formal investigation that would determine whether Tamara survived this or was exiled from every supernatural community. That was the only victory that actually mattered anymore.I was so focused on my thoughts that I almost didn’t notice my uncle approaching until he was already blocking my path.“Garrett,” he said, his voice low and measured. “We need to talk.”My uncle was the Fornon Pack’s chief advisor, a political strategist who understood the complicated dynamics between packs and the Council better than almost anyone. If anyon

Mara’s POVI’d known this moment was coming from the beginning. The formal interrogation, where the Council and pack elders would arrive on campus and begin their official investigation into the kidnapping and the broader situation. I’d prepared for it carefully, rehearsed my story multiple times, made sure every detail was perfect and every angle covered.When they called my name first…..placing me ahead of Garrett, Lucas, and Tamara in the interrogation order…….I felt a surge of satisfaction. They wanted to hear from me first. They wanted my version of events before the others could influence their thinking.I stood up with perfect composure and walked into the arena, my head high, my expression one of concerned concern rather than triumph.The space had been transformed once again. Where there had been hockey and celebration just hours earlier, there was now formal authority and official judgment. The interrogation chamber had been set up with precision. The Council members sat on

Mara’s POVI was in my room, sitting by the window and staring out at the campus below, trying desperately to calm my racing thoughts, when my father entered without knocking. I could feel the anger radiating from him before he even spoke……a dangerous energy that filled the space between us.“What were you thinking?” he demanded, his voice low and controlled but absolutely dangerous. That quiet anger was always worse than shouting. That was the anger of someone who was losing patience entirely.“Father, I…….” I started, but he cut me off with a sharp gesture.“Our plan was simple and elegant,” he said, pacing back and forth like a caged predator. “Report the Eclipse Wolf to the Council. Provide them with evidence of her danger and power. Let the supernatural hierarchy do what they do best…….protect themselves and their communities by eliminating existential threats. It was supposed to be clean. It was supposed to work perfectly

Mara’s POVI heard them coming before I saw them.The sound of footsteps in the corridor…..multiple people. I was sitting in my dorm room when the knock came. I opened the door to find two pack enforcers standing there, their expressions neutral.“Mara Rivers,” one of them said, his voice formal. “You are under arrest by pack law. You will come with us.”“For what?” I asked, even though I already knew. Some part of me had known this was coming from the moment the rogues started confessing.“Kidnapping of Tamara Angel,” the first enforcer said. “Conspiracy with an external magical practitioner…..a witch named Eldra. Attempted power theft through use of dark magic and dark magical instruments.”The words landed like stones.“I want a lawyer,” I said automatically, trying to access some part of my strategic mind that had gone completely numb.“You can have one,” the second enforcer sai

Council Elder’s POV The search warrant was signed and authorized within hours of Mara Rivers’s interrogation in the formal Council chambers. The witch Eldra…….confirmed through multiple witness testimonies and detailed magical residue analysis had conspired with Mara Rivers to attempt the complete theft of supernatural power. She had personally crafted the dark magic instruments used in the kidnapping. She had prepared the liquid shadow serum designed to permanently strip an Eclipse Wolf of her natural abilities. She was as guilty as Mara, if not more so. I stood with my fellow Council members as we prepared to locate and apprehend her. “The last known address is on the edge of town,” one of my colleagues said, consulting the magical registry. “An old estate house that’s been registered to various practitioners for centuries. She’s been there for at least two years based on residency filings.