Ashford's POV
We had training early that Saturday morning, but I woke up late with every muscle in my body protesting. My shoulder still throbbed from yesterday's game, and despite how exhausted I was, I'd barely slept.
The fraternity house was unusually quiet. Everyone had already left.
A handwritten note was taped to the refrigerator.
Captain, hurry up. We're waiting in the garage. —Eric
I grabbed my training bag, threw on a hoodie, and headed outside.
Our team rotated between different training grounds depending on the opponents we were preparing to face. Since yesterday's match against Team Nando had been postponed after the incident on the ice, Coach Gus had changed today's schedule at the last minute.
That wasn't what occupied my mind, though.
My father and stepmother had inf
