WILLOW
“I’m sorry,” Violet sputters. “What do you mean you ain’t stepping down from your role as acting captain?”
“It’s exactly as you heard,” Tessa steps closer to us, rising to her full height. “I worked hard to hold the team together for the last month. You don’t expect me to give it up.”
“I’m captain,” I step forward, getting in her face. “It’s not like I was away on vacation. I was shot. Spent the last month recovering.”
“And we sympathize with you.” Her smile is mocking. “But if you’re going to be out of action for so long, you don’t expect everything to lie in wait for your return. You’re not logs of wood, Willow Thompson.”
“So that’s why you stepped up to lead the squad?” I scoff. “It was all a plan to take the title away from me.”
“Hey. It’s not like I came to this decision
