Crossing The Top Line: Pack Mystic Book One (A Cotemporary Omegaverse Why-Choose Hockey Romance) by Thora Woods

Author:Thora Woods [Woods, Thora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thora Woods Publishing
Published: 2023-12-27T16:00:00+00:00

Almost forty minutes later, Tori shuts off the camera and stretches her back. We didn’t go off the record again, and I made sure to keep my answers more professional this time. By the end of the interview, I wasn’t forcing a smile anymore, and I even managed to make Tori laugh a couple of times.

“I think we’ve got plenty to work with,” she says, getting to her feet and shoving her phone in her pocket.

I follow her lead, nodding and shoving my hands in my pockets. The awkwardness is back again with a vengeance, and I stare at my shoes, rocking from the balls of my feet to my heels. After four agonizingly silent heartbeats, I look up and see Tori behind the camera, brow furrowed in concentration again. Taking that as all the cue I’m going to get, I turn and start heading toward the door.

“Spencer,” Tori calls out cautiously.

I turn back to look at her, trying to ignore the goosebumps that rise on my arms at the sound of my name in her voice. She’s biting her lower lip, her eyes cloudy with a dense mixture of emotions.

“I’m…sorry about how the Wardens treated you,” she starts, the words sticking a little in her throat.

“It’s okay. That’s just how it is sometimes,” I reply, trying to keep my heart from galloping clean out of my chest and onto the floor.

She shakes her head and steps around the camera toward me, crossing her arms. “No, it isn’t. I…” she trails off, glancing away with a distant look in her eyes.

I don’t push, my curiosity soaring.

“I’ve been around hockey my entire life, and I’ve never heard of that level of boy’s club elitist bullshit, ever,” she goes on.

I hum noncommittally. Hockey, at least men’s hockey, isn’t as immune to toxic machismo as she seems to believe, at least in my experience. The Mystic organization is very much the exception that proves the rule.

“It’s why I wasn’t too upset to be sent back to Michigan,” I laugh, speaking before thinking yet again.

She looks up at me, eyes wide with alarm. “You…went back?” she rasps.

I nod solemnly. “Yeah. I didn’t make it out of dev camp. But by the time I got there…”

I trail off as she looks back up at me, both of us knowing how that sentence was going to end without having to hear the words. I tried to look for her, but the clinic was no help. She’d been the TA for one of my freshman Gen Ed lectures, so I even went to the professor to ask if she was still helping out, which was where I’d learned Tori had left to attend grad school before the semester even started. I didn’t have the heart to chase her further back then. Not with my agent breathing down my neck morning, noon, and night.

“I appreciate you not trying to hijack the interview to talk about us,” she mutters, taking another step closer to me, almost subconsciously.

I nod. “Of course.

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