LOGINPhoebeBy the time we made it back to the dorms, I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened earlier. My anxiety must’ve been full-blown, because I wasn’t even watching where I was going and ended up tripping over a pretty big rock near the front gate.Finley caught me just in time. I also saw Adonis reaching out like he was about to do the same, but Finley got to me faster.A bunch of people saw it—especially Coach Cooper. I even apologized, even though it obviously wasn’t my fault. I mean, yeah, I’m clumsy, but I wouldn’t trip over stuff on purpose.“You okay?” Finley asked.I just nodded, quickly finding my balance and standing up. I let out a long sigh as we parted ways with Coach Cooper, who told us to get some rest.In the lounge, I sat down next to Hayden. He told me he was staying off social media for a while, for my sake. Honestly, I didn’t care what people online were saying—good or bad.Adonis had gone to the kitchen and came back with a glass of warm milk. Zion left w
PhoebeI refused to talk to Hayden.Adonis stepped in and explained my mood, and Hayden finally backed off. I was mentally drained today, and all I could hope for was that I’d feel better tomorrow.Under the warm stream of the dorm shower, I tried to wash away all the stress. I stayed in there so long my fingertips wrinkled. I even found myself enjoying the citrusy scent of the shampoo Tyra picked out when we were out shopping at the Livingstone minimart.At first, I didn’t want it—I’ve always preferred minty scents like the ones back home. But damn, she was right. That fresh lemony smell hit differently, like it cleared out my whole brain. Even when I dried my hair with the hairdryer, the scent still lingered.When I stepped out of the bathroom, Zion was already sitting on my bed, his right leg crossed over the left. He smiled big when he saw me, opening his arms wide as he flipped the book he was reading face down on the nightstand.“I’m gonna change real quick,” I said, tossing my
Phoebe“Hey, Phoebe.”A horn honked, followed by a familiar voice calling out from the distance. I stopped walking and looked up, spotting Finley leaning out of Zion’s car window. For a second, I just stood there, caught off guard by his sudden appearance. Then my feet started moving toward him on their own.He jerked his chin toward the passenger seat. Without saying much, I got in and shut the door. A wave of quiet relief slowly spread through my chest. I wasn’t sure what to say first—only that I was glad it was Finley who came.He’s always known how to calm me down—no pressure, no theatrics, just his presence, like a cool breeze in the middle of a heatwave.“Let me guess... Hayden sent you,” I muttered, eyes on the road as dusk settled in, casting everything in that blueish winter hue.“You got it. He told me before you guys left... and Zion, too. Actually, Zion was the loudest one. He wouldn’t stop bugging me during my game two hours ago.” Finley chuckled, starting the engine.“He
PhoebeBy the Moon Goddess, I’ve never seen anything this grand in my entire life.From Hayden’s car window, I stared in awe at the four-story building that looked more like a European palace than a regular home. When we pulled up, a line of guards stood like a human fence along both sides of the driveway. Dressed in black uniforms, they looked like modern Jedi knights—but way more intimidating.My heart sank. This wasn’t just a powerful pack—Silver Claw basically owned everything within a radius the size of Texas. It felt like its own universe, complete with strict rules and a theatrical lifestyle. Take Hayden, for example—always dressed sharp like royalty, but his hair? It looked like something straight out of a K-pop concert.“Oh, my sweet boy.”A woman stepped out of the silver-carved double doors. Her long hair shimmered in silver and blonde tones, and her swan-shaped earrings glinted in the light. She looked like a magical creature—more fairy than wolf. Her movements were gracef
PhoebeFor a split second, my heart was pounding with anticipation as I kept tapping the bottom-right corner of my phone screen. Then my headset buzzed with the sound, "Victory!" I tossed my phone onto the table and shot up from my seat, cheering like crazy.“They didn’t see it coming! I pulled off a solo straight push!” I yelled toward Hayden, who stood there with his usual calm, elegant vibe.I jumped into his arms without thinking—until I heard Finley’s subtle cough and caught his eye gesture toward Coach Cooper, who stood behind us.The euphoria was insane. It was my first game ever—2-0 for Divergent Howls. That score gave us the confidence to strut into Leg 1 like we owned the place. Adonis pulled me into a side hug as I let go of Hayden, tapping my chin gently with his fist and flashing that rare, million-dollar smile of his—like it was something exclusive he only shared with me.“Totally worth dying for you guys,” Zion said smugly, proud of how he’d lured the enemy away earlier
Phoebe“I’ll be front row at the venue.”My palms were already sweaty as I sat down, about to open Tyra’s message. In front of me, Coach Cooper was explaining the stage rules. This was my first time actually playing in an official match, and my knees felt like jelly.Even though I tried to keep my cool, the way Coach Cooper moved his hands while explaining our strategy made my heart pound even harder. Finley handed me a water bottle, and I could tell he was just as nervous as I was.I took a sip, but my mind was stuck on the part about how aggressive the enemy team would be in the early game. My hands were still sweating.Damn it.The anxiety started even before we got here—on the ride to the venue, a grand white building rented by the organizers. It was the only thing Finley and I talked about during the drive. Neither of us had ever performed in front of a crowd this big. And for me, this wasn’t just another match. It was my shot to prove I could stand on that stage… even after what
PhoebeIt felt as if an invisible remote had paused time. Only Hayden and I could move, staring at each other with bated breath. I can hardly breathe; something about him is so unsettling that it leaves me speechless.His demeanor had completely shifted in just a few hours. It feels like we’re old
Hayden"Where are they?" I couldn’t see Zion or that Mathews kid anywhere. Only Finley and Adonis were in the room, and they both just shook their heads at my question. Zion was rarely late, especially when I’d already told him to gather the team. And yet, here he was, absent. Though he can be a
PhoebeI woke to the faint hum of a fluorescent light overhead. Blinking a few times, I realized I was in my room. How had I gotten here? My eyes landed on Tyra, sitting casually in my desk chair.“Tyra, you’re here?”“Yeah,” she replied, leaning back. “It’s a long story, but let’s just say I was s
HaydenI sat on the chair, my hands gripping my head, which felt like it might explode. Adonis' words echoed relentlessly in my mind. How could he say something like that so casually? Destiny? Moon Goddess? I couldn’t accept any of it. Sharing Phoebe? Especially with someone like him? Never.[You







