Page 177 of Silver Fox Puck

Kenzie is by my side. She doesn’t say anything, just slides her fingers through mine.

A steadying touch. A reminder. She’s here. We’re in this together. I squeeze back. Take a breath. And step inside.

Marcus is already there, waiting near the courtroom doors.

“All set?” he asks.

I nod once.

Lauren arrives seconds later. And she’s smiling. Like she’s already won.

My blood boils.

Kenzie’s grip on my hand tightens.

“Let’s do this,” I mutter.

And we walk inside.

The courtroom is a battlefield. Lauren sits across from me, posture perfect, expression cool.

She’s wearing soft neutrals, minimal jewelry—the picture of a put-together, responsible mother.

I want to laugh.

Because I know the truth.

Kenzie sits beside me, quiet but unwavering.

Marcus shuffles papers, calm as ever.

Then the judge enters, and the hearing begins.

Lauren’s lawyer is first to speak.

He stands, buttoning his suit with practiced ease, and starts spinning his web.

“This case is about the well-being of a child,” he says smoothly. “Ms. Carter has provided a stable home for Olivia. She has structured routines, dedicated resources, and—most importantly—a mother’s instinct.”

My teeth grind together.

Kenzie’s fingers twitch against my thigh.

Marcus?

Marcus doesn’t even blink.

Lauren’s lawyer keeps talking.

And then—

The lie drops.

“Unfortunately, Mr. Maddox’s demanding job as a professional hockey coach prevents him from providing the necessary consistency and stability for a child. Olivia needs a primary caregiver who can be present.”

My jaw locks.

Kenzie stiffens.

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