Tyler. “Fuck, it's morning again,” I cursed under my breath because I didn't want to wake up. My phone had seventeen missed calls and twice as many messages. Again. League officials, my coach, two teammates, and members of my pack were all on me. Like I had committed murder. I sat on the edge of the bed with my head in my hands while Ivy slept behind me. Her breathing was still uneven from the night. My mind wouldn't stop drifting to what Noah was planning this time. Still, I could not accept the challenge. I wasn't a weakling, but I wasn't stupid either. I knew how things went. It would backfire. “Tyler?” Ivy asked. She was staring at me. “Yeah.” “How bad is it?” she asked, and I handed her my phone without a wo
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