The Hockey Alpha's Therapist

**Quinn's POV**

I put away my phone for a moment, took a breath, then looked back at the video playing. Now my heart was beating even faster, and I was more nervous than before. 

The reason was that after a long hiatus from my job as a massage therapist , today I would be treating a VVIP client, a 30-year-old man who was an Alpha werewolf and the highest-paid and most famous ice hockey player in the world, Grayson Wyatt Talon. 

My work system is, I will come when I am called. It wasn't a permanent job, just a temporary one, but at least it could add my income to ease my mortgage payments and pay for my brother's medical expenses. Besides, this experience could also improve my resume, which had taken a nosedive after I resigned from the hospital.

And here I am now, standing in front of the S-T Arena, the home base of Frost Maple, Grayson's team, with sweaty palms. 

Slowly, I entered after seeing a message from Frost Maple's general manager telling me to meet him. 

All the players were training when I managed to get in. I immediately headed to the stands to meet the general manager, as he said he was there. 

But as soon as my foot touched the first step of the stairs, I heard a thunderous yet heavy sound, followed by the sound of something being thrown and hitting the glass behind me. 

"Who allowed a stranger to come in while we're training!"

That shout made my body tremble instantly. My legs felt weak, like jelly. I could only hold onto the shoulder bag I was carrying and slowly turn around to look at the chaos behind me. 

It turned out that all the players had stopped what they were doing, and now they were all looking at me, including the coach. But among them, there was one person staring at me the most intensely, Grayson.

"I... I was asked..." I wanted to explain to them, especially Grayson, that I was his new therapist, but for some reason, the words couldn't come out right. 

"Who are you? How dare you come in here!" Grayson shouted again. 

My courage shrunk. I felt more and more inferior. I began to doubt my abilities as just an ordinary human being who had to take care of an Alpha. Because it wasn't just his body I would have to deal with, but also his emotions, and that was even more frightening. But I couldn't step back or run away, I needed the money.

So I gathered my courage and lifted my head. "I'm Quinn, your new therapist."

"New therapist? Who sent you? And where's the general manager?" 

"Hey, I'm here!" a disembodied voice replied.

Shortly after, a man emerged from the breakroom and ran breathlessly toward us.  

"I told her to come, Grayson. Oh, welcome to the Frost Maple team, Quinn. I'm the general manager, the one who contacted you and asked you to be