Liam POV
After a rough football practice, I was exhausted. Every muscle ached, and I could barely wait to get home and crash. Titan couldn't make it to practice this time, but I'd only be able to cover for him once—next time, I knew I wouldn't be so lucky.
At least I had a chance to burn off some steam, channeling all my frustration and emotions into every drill and tackle.
But the words that guy had thrown at me earlier still echoed in my head, and his intentions toward Haylie haunted me.
After a quick shower, I got dressed and headed out, hoping to clear my head on the drive.
As I hit the road, I put on some old music, letting the familiar beats calm me down. But then I felt my wolf, Ace, stir in the back of my mind.
"Liam," Ace's voice sounded cautious, "when you bumped into that guy at school today, I sensed something… off. He reeked of darkness, and his wolf was pure evil."
