LOGINLike he didn’t trust what he was seeing.The final whistle blew.“And the Ravens go to the finals against the Foxbridge Foxes!”The Ravens’ side exploded in cheers and celebratory shouts. As relief filled the air and they hugged each other in excitement.But the Golden Wolves, they left the field qu
The shift was so obvious that even the crowd began to quiet down, confusion replacing excitement.“What’s going on?” Maya asked beside me.I shook my head slowly.“I don’t know…”The Golden Wolves spread out across the field, but their movements lacked the sharpness they had before.Their energy was
AriaI stared down at my phone longer than I should have. Kai’s name sat there on the screen with the silly picture he attached to it.All I had to do was press call. My thumb hovered over it, hesitating.A part of me wanted to hear his voice again. Just once. Just to know if he was okay. Yesterday’
He went after the golden wolf immediately, turning him around and snatching the helmet off before he swung.His fist connected with the golden wolf’s face, sending him stumbling back.The whistle screamed again, but Logan didn’t stop.He hit him again.And again. As blood sprayed across the grass.T
Aria.“This is brutal… I can hardly watch.”Maya shook her head beside me, her hands gripping the edge of her seat like she was physically trying to hold herself together.She was right.Brutal didn’t even begin to describe it.“Another point for the Golden Wolves tonight!”The announcer’s voice ran
“The Foxbridge Foxes!”The reaction was immediate but the Ravens’ side reacted, though with a different kind of energy.Beside me, Maya groaned. “Oh no.”I turned to her. “What?”“The Foxes made it to the finals,” she said, shaking her head. “A part of me doesn’t even want the Ravens to win tonight.
AriaI lay still in the quiet, wrapped in warmth that should have felt foreign but didn’t. Kai’s breathing had evened out, soft and steady, like the storm inside him had finally gone quiet, for now.His arms were around me, loosely but protectively. I could feel the slow rise and fall of his chest a
He didn’t disagree.We sat on the couch again, a blanket draped over the side in case the cold crept in again. The fire crackled quietly from the corner, casting long shadows on the walls.I tried not to watch him. But I did.And it terrified me how easy this felt.He caught me looking once. I turne
I barged in.The room was quiet, darker than usual with the window blinds half-drawn. The sharp scent of cologne and sweat filled the air, along with something else, faint but familiar. Like pine and storms.Kai was sitting on the edge of the bench, his elbows resting on his knees, looking down at h
Kai Blackthorn.The crunch of cleats hit against the turf as the snap of the ball filled the air, bodies colliding against each other and I couldn't imagine myself anywhere else. Football was my world. The field was the only place my instincts took over without hesitation. Except today. It all fe







