My heart felt heavy as the truth rushed over my skin. “Dad would cut him.”
She gave me a sad smile. “Max seems to have a lot on the line. Is your relationship strong enough to survive that?”
That question made my blood go cold. Max loved hockey more than life itself. Perhaps a year ago, it wouldn’t have mattered. Back then he had been one of the league’s hottest commodities, but after his incident with Joseph, he’d been lucky to even get a contract. Would another NHL team give him a home if he got cut from the Wolves? Maybe they would in a year after he had a chance to shine on our team without incident, but right now he was too vulnerable. That fight with Joseph had blacklisted him. If he got cut from Vancouver, his career would be over. This wasn’t news. I had known that from the momen
