The clubhouse was louder than usual that night. Music thumped from the speakers, bottles clinked against tables, and the men’s laughter carried through the smoke-filled air. Riley moved quietly along the back hallway, trying not to draw attention. She had gone in search of her jacket, left carelessly in one of the side rooms earlier.
As she reached for the door, voices drifted through from Marcus’s office. She froze, recognizing his deep growl. Caleb’s voice followed, quieter, strained.
“I’m telling you, Marcus, this is going too far,” Caleb said.
Marcus scoffed. “Too far? The Wolves put Ethan back on the ice, and everyone’s cheering his name. That kid is becoming a problem. And problems need to be handled before they spread.
Riley’s blood ran cold. She leaned against the wall, heart h
