Page 119 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
Jonas looked at AJ and me.
“Do it,” AJ told him, squeezing my hand. I nodded.
“Go ahead,” Jonas told her. “The media has already outed him.”
“Oh. How terrible. We’ll move him and get him stable. You can wait in the external waiting room outside the omega unit on the 4th floor and we’ll get you.” She turned to leave.
“He’s going to recover, right? He’ll be fine and play hockey and everything?” Dean’s voice broke.
“I hope so.” With a long look, she left the waiting room.
“We’ll figure it out.” Jonas hugged Dean. “Call his family. I’ll update Kylee and Stu. Why don’t you two get some coffee for us and meet us there?”
“Good idea.” AJ put his arm around my waist. We went down to the cafeteria and got everyone coffee.
My phone buzzed as we took the elevator up to the fourth floor, as the PR person for the Maimers texted me.
Sonny
I can’t believe the Knight’s GM came for you. We’ve got your back.
Also, we stand with Grif Graf.
Me
Thank you.
That meant everything. I showed the text to AJ.
“Shit. They’re in for it,” AJ agreed.
Mr. Longfellow had no idea what he’d done.
AJ, Jonas, Dean, and I settled into the fourth floor waiting room, which was outside of the locked doors, guarded by deltas, which marked the omega unit.
“There you are. We’ve been looking for you,” Elias Royce said, looking like he’d run off the ice and thrown on whatever was around. The team was with him, most wearing athletic clothing instead of their suits.
“Is the game over already?” I asked. That seemed fast.
“We walked as soon as we heard they fired Grif,” Nia replied.
“Don’t you worry, even if they won by forfeit, they didn’t score a single goal,” Jean-Paul assured Dean.
“You forfeited for him? You heard he was fired and left?” AJ asked.
“Of course we did. Firing him in the middle of a game after he collapsed is not okay,” Winston replied, coming up beside Elias and putting an arm around him, the garish lights reflecting off his bald head.
“It’s not even legal.” Pauly made a face, shaggy blonde surfer hair still back for the game.
“It’s fucking bullshit,” Carlos added. “What a knothead.”
“Grif is an omega? But I could absolutely see our omega throwing someone up against the wall when pissed if she was as big as him.” Pauley grinned at Nakey.
Nia laughed. “Same. It’s not like we’ve never seen Double-D fight. We know omegas can hold their own when they’re protecting something dear to them.”
Oh. She was right. Relief that no one seemed angry, they just all took it in stride, filled me with happiness.
“He’ll be okay, right?” Clark looked stricken. He wasn’t wearing his glasses.
