LOGINKai.Calling.My chest locked.āI can explain,ā I whispered.Her eyes lifted slowly to mine.āCan you?āI crossed the room on shaking legs and gently reached for the phone. She pulled it back.āDonāt,ā she said.Her voice was not loud.It hurt more because of that.āWhy is he calling you, Aria?āāIā¦
Aria.I sat cross legged on the thin rug in the Silverwood common room, my back pressed against the couch, the glow of the massive wall screen washing over everyoneās faces.Ravencrest versus West Oak.The title bar flashed across the top of the broadcast in bold silver letters.The room wasn't pack
I exhaled slowly and ran my hand through my hair.I couldnāt lie to her. āYes,ā I said. āIt has ended.āHer eyes flickered, calculating.āI have not released any formal statement,ā I added. āNeither has my family, nor hers. I would appreciate it if this remained private for now.āShe nodded immediat
Kai.By the five hours practice was over the rest of the team was leaving the field a minute later. West Oak field was bigger than Ravencrest and it made practice even tougher since we had more grounds to cover.One by one, the team peeled off the field, laughing and shoving each other toward the lo
I swallowed hard.āIt was crazy in there,ā he continued softly. āWeāre all media trained, but that was hell.āHe pulled back slightly, his hands resting lightly on my arms.āI saw the blog post. Everyone did. Iām sure my father knows by now. I just⦠I donāt know why heās being quiet about it.āHe tr
Aria.Finding my way back was not easy. I followed a narrow passage that curved twice, then split into three directions.I stopped.Great.I turned in a slow circle, my stomach tightening. Every hallway looked the same. Grey walls. Emergency exit signs. Heavy metal doors with pack symbols printed on







