“How did you respond?” I ask. “Oh, I told him it was a terrible idea!” Oliver laughed. “We had just graduated from business school, and all of a sudden he tells me he wants to be an athlete. I thought I was going to have a heart attack! That was the only big fight we’ve ever had.” I can’t say I’
With a few weeks already having flown by bringing us closer to the Championship game, Aiden has put more and more pressure on himself to heal. Luckily, as an alpha, his healing is far accelerated from that of a normal human. It doesn’t take long before Aiden is mobile again. He’s able to move arou
In the last few weeks, my role has grown slightly. I’m still involved in the team administration and business side of things, but Coach Bower has been having me take a slightly more active role in practices. Most of the time, all I do is make sure that we’re on schedule and that no one is slacking
My jaw drops. “What? What do you mean?” I demand. Aiden chuckles softly. “Haven’t you checked the internet recently?” He asks. “Even though I'm not on it much, I know that people love you.” I can hardly believe my ears. I shake my head with bewilderment. “Seriously? Are you sure?” I pull out my
“Aiden,” I say suddenly, “are you doing anything tomorrow?” Aiden shoots me a confused look. He gestured down at his foot. “Not as far as I’m aware, no,” he says. “Perfect.” I turn around without explaining. “I’m headed to bed — you should too! You’ll need plenty of rest for tomorrow!” Aiden t
We enjoy the view and chat for a few hours. It’s nice to have some calm time with just the two of us – life has kept us so busy lately that we haven’t had much alone time. Plus, Aiden’s injuries and our recent brushes with danger have put the both of us on edge. Our next stop for the date is a mov
I try to soothe the beating of my heart as Aiden and I arrive in the bedroom. “Aiden, remember, you promised not to push yourself,” I remind him. “You really shouldn’t be moving too much.” “Oh, I’m not going to be moving.“ He leans his crutches against the wall and lays back against the bed. He lo
“Well… it sounds like it’s important…” Carol traits off. I can tell from the way she’s fidgeting with her hair that she feels guilty. I let out a quiet huff. “You don’t need to feel bad,” I say softly. “Do what you need. Would you like me to come with you?” She shakes her head quickly. “No, you