Phoebe
Hayden hadn’t shown up since our last argument.
Coach Cooper only said that Hayden had some business to take care of in his pack.
At Livingstone, every werewolf student was allowed to take a leave of absence whenever their pack had a special event or an important matter to attend to.
That was one of the things I liked about Livingstone.
Even without Hayden, we still had Zion as his substitute.
Coach Cooper trusted him to take Hayden’s place. For a guy with a rebellious streak, he was surprisingly good at leading.
It honestly caught me off guard.
“Bush 123, there’s Chou,” Zion short-called me.
Zion’s macro skills were sharp—of course, they had to be since he was our team’s roamer. He needed a broad vision to watch over me and our damage dealer, Finley, who was vulnerable to
