로그인Willow“Aiden is stubborn. But that’s just the tip of the iceberg… Hockey? I don’t know why he doesn’t just quit and save the team the trouble. Everyone knows he’s causing more harm than good remaining on the team. It’s funny how I didn’t even know that he dealt with red devils. And don’t even get me started on how he constantly hides behind his step father’s wealth and influence. Which is funny because he’s always trying to act like he doesn’t do that, and I —”No.This is not me. I didn’t say any of this.“Aiden,” I hold my breath, feeling the walls close around me. Everyone is staring at us. I think I’m going to pass out. And of course, the audio is still playing. But I’m no longer listening to it. “I didn’t… that’s not me.”Aiden is turned away from me. He’s not listening to me. I look around the room. I spot Peterson and yell loud enough for him to hear me. Loud enough for everyone to here. “Who put that on?” “I don’t know,” he shrugs, raising his hands defensively. “I’m serious
Willow“Are you two still not talking?” Ginny wants to know. “Nope.” I mutter, forcing another gulp of whisky down my throat. “Come on Willow. You have to fix this. Our guys won tonight. You think the star of the game deserves the cold shoulder from his girlfriend?”She’s right. Our hockey team won tonight. With Aiden back on the team, the game really did hit differently. He was like a beast out there, dodging offensive attacks, sliding and passing the puck with ease. His movements were equal parts ferocious, equal parts graceful. It’s almost funny how I couldn’t bring my eyes to look away from him. I’m still mad at him but seeing him out on the ice had done something to me. As much as I hate to admit it, I want him. But I can’t have him. Not right now. Not until one of us caves. “This is ridiculous,” Ginny sighs. “Look, if you are not going to talk to him, how about I do that instead?”“You’ll do no such thing.”“So what then? I mean, look at him.” She turns to where Aiden is s
RowanI leaked the video. But no one knows that I’d been at the wrestling den. Even if they do, they would never dream of suspecting dear, old Rowan. The blame must have fallen to Theo. And now, the video has been taken down. I just hope it’s done the necessary damage. ***It must have because Aiden and Willow are not talking to each other. I’m in the hockey building. The game is about to start. I see how easy it would be for him to slide over to her, to kiss her. But he doesn’t. He’s got his back to her. And she’s fuming. Glaring daggers at the back of his head. This is even better than I expected.“Rowan!” Violet races up the bleachers, pigtails bouncing off her back in her haste to get to me. Ever since she got discharged from the hospital, she has practically been glued to my side. And honestly, I don’t seem to mind it much. I’ve been feeding off her. Not as much as before though. On top of that, I’ve been keeping an eye on her. Still need her to give Willow the neckla
AidenI can’t fucking sleep. All night, I stay awake, thinking about Willow. But I can’t bring myself to call her. I feel way too proud to be the one to break first. In my mind, she’s wrong for blowing this all out of proportion. All I did was fight. That’s something I’m good at. Plus, I made some good money while at it. Why is that so wrong?Why can’t she be happy for me?I mean, I get it. I didn’t tell her. Because I already knew that she would fight me for it. And then, there’s Theo. Every time I think of the little shit, I dream about ramming my fist into his cocky face. He must be pretty pleased with the outcome of his actions. Driving a wedge between me and my girlfriend so blatantly. I show up at the manor first thing in the morning. The sooner I can get over my meeting with my mother, the better. I finally caved and texted Willow on my way to the manor. She’s yet to reply. I know for a fact that she’s not asleep. She just posted on her story. A coffee selfie. Her pret
Willow“So, are you going to fight him?” Ginny quips, half amused, half concerned. “Need I remind you Willow, that he pulled some serious strings twenty four hours ago, just so we could go save Tessa. And he had done it because of you.”“I know. And I appreciate that.” I scoff. “But he’s been engaging in illegal fights and he didn’t tell me.”“If I was you, I would be careful not to blow this out of proportion.” I hear a door opening in the background. “I just got to Violet’s room. She’s awake. Currently glaring daggers at me.”“I can hear you,” Violet growls in the distance and I’m pleased to hear her voice. “Could you put her on?”“Sure.” Ginny hands the phone to her. Next second, Violet gets into whiny mode. “Willow Thompson. How much longer do I have to be confined to this silly ass room?”“The nurse said you can leave tomorrow,” I smile, even though that’s the last thing I want to do right now. “You were lucky to have woken up when you did.”“The doctor here keeps talking about
AidenI spend most of my day at the fighting den. Anything to delay paying my mother a visit at the manor. I haven’t spoken to her ever since I got back from Prague. I did speak to Spencer but that was only because I had need of the jet. Mother already asked Scott to track me down and bring me home. And because Scott is so resourceful, he doesn’t take long for him to find me. But he doesn’t try to reason with me or ask for us to leave. He sits on the worn mat and watches me fight. I’m shirtless. Dripping sweat. There’s blood on my face, curtesy of four eyes. Every once in a while, I would look in Scott’s direction and I’ll wonder what he’s thinking about. Four eyes lands another heavy punch and it disempowers me for a few seconds. “Fuck!” I spit a mouthful of blood onto the mat. My vicious opponent grins. “Don’t take it personally, old sport. Everyone knows I’m the only one you’re yet to beat.”“Don’t say it like it’s something to be proud of.” I glare at him. “One of these da
WILLOW“Hey. How is she doing?” I ask Ginny the second we link up in the hallway of the sorority house. “Is she still refusing to talk to you?”“That’s putting it lightly.” Ginny huffs. “Yesterday, I went to see her and Jane said she’s still locked up in her bedroom. She’s not talking to anyone. No
AIDEN“I hope you’ve started constructing your goodbye speech to Willow Thompson.” Theo whispers out the corner of his mouth. “Because there’s no way I’m letting you beat me. Might as well start planning what you’re going to say to her when you do eventually break up.”If I wasn’t so pissed off, I
AIDENThe lunch party still isn’t giving me much of anything but I know something is up.Helen is nice. She keeps trying to strike up conversations with me, like we’re long lost friends. I can see a bit of Willow in the way she smiles.I wonder if Willow knows about this lunch meeting. I doubt it.
WILLOWI have been having nightmares. Strange dreams where I’m being haunted. In my dreams, I am always running away from some faceless dark force and every single time, I end up underground, in a dark room, akin to a basement. Creepy as hell.Having these dreams have been sucking the strength out







