LOGINAria’s voice echoed in my head.“They like each other.”“Guys,” Ryder cut in, his tone sharper now. “Give us a minute.”The room quieted slightly.“We’ll meet you on the field,” he added.There were a few nods, a couple of claps on my shoulder again, lighter this time, more careful.“Let me know if
Then I looked up.The mirror reflected it all back.The uniform with my last name at the back. BlackthonThe number. 1The image, perfect future alpha, quarterback, captain..The lie.I held my own gaze for a second longer.Then I turned away.I reached for the table beside me, where Coach had left
Kai.I stood in front of the mirror longer than I should have because I couldn’t quite believe what I looked like.The reflection staring back at me barely resembled the person I was supposed to be.My left eye was bloodshot, the red stark against the pale of my skin. A dark bruise spread across bot
The one Kai had taken from my bag.The one piece of home I still had.My chest tightened.I reached out slowly, brushing my fingers along its surface. The memory hit immediately, him handing it back to me, and lying to my face that he had bought it. I shook my head as a tear escaped my eyes.I swall
Aria.The phone rang longer than I expected.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the floor, my fingers gripping the device a little too tightly as I waited. For a second, I thought he wouldn’t pick up. Maybe I had called at the wrong time.Then the line clicked.“Hello?”I let out a small breath
She was calling me.My thumb moved before I could think.I answered on the first ring.“Kai—” Her voice was soft and something warm rushed through me so suddenly it almost hurt more than the pain. My chest tightened again, but this time it wasn’t just agony—it was something else.Relief mixed with d
Maya leaned in with a sigh. “Ignore him. He's still low ranked.”I nodded, trying to refocus, but my eyes kept scanning the room. Still no sign of Kai. My fingers fidgeted at my side. I hadn’t seen him since this morning. My brain told me it wasn’t a big deal, but my heart... well, it was searching
AriaThe lights dimmed slowly, plunging the vast hall into a calm hush as all heads turned to the raised stage. My breath caught in my throat when Alpha Magnus Blackthorn stepped forward, tall and commanding, wearing a dark suit that seemed to absorb the light. He was power personified. Standing jus
AriaMaya handed me a glass of lemonade just as a sudden chill spread through the air. It was subtle, like the kind of cold that makes the tiny hairs on your arms stand straight. She turned sharply, eyes narrowing.“What is it?” I asked, my voice quiet as I looked around the room.“Beta Adric Hale.
Aria. The moment I stepped into the dorm building from school, I was greeted by the familiar sharp tap of heels against the tiled floor.Mrs Holt.She appeared from behind the reception desk with her usual expression, tight-lipped and annoyed at the world. Her eyes narrowed when they landed on me.







