I know who Jordan was. We both had been rivals at rugby ever since we were kids.
His father and my father were rivals, and that makes us one too. I remember why he really left then.
It had a flashbackabout the day, and Smit brought a smile to my face. I had proven to my father that I was better after all. Jordan could never claim my spot.
He tried and failed, and out of anger, he decided to leave the university. I didn't care anyways because I enjoyed every bit of my wins.
I couldn't win over my father at fixing my marriage with Layla, but I was happy I could lay Jordan flat on his back. I still remember the look he had on his face even until now.
Jordan's question hung in the air. I could feel Siena's heart thudding. I knew her wolf was hurt right after her fight with Layla.
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