Sloane's POV
Wane didn't care about the gazes on him, whether on or off the ice. He ran toward me, without hesitation, without holding back.
Calling out my name, he spread his broad arms and pulled me into a tight, fiery hug.
"To see you here at the rink means everything to me…" His voice trembled slightly with emotion.
I could feel the heat radiating from his body, the frantic rhythm of his heartbeat against mine.
His passion lifted my own mood, filling me with a bubbling, contagious joy.
"Epoch even brought a gift for you," I said excitedly. "We'll cheer for you as loud as we can."
"Who cares about him?" Wane cut in suddenly. "As long as you came, that's all that matters to me."
I froze, blinking in surprise as I stared up at him.
Wane blinked too, clearly realizing how harsh th
