27. Win

Back in the locker room, the energy was insane. The boys were still riding high from the win, hooping and hollering, slapping each other on the back like they'd just won the Stanley Cup.

Adrien was the center of attention, basking in the team's praise. The pre-game resentment I'd noticed had vanished. Everyone was on his side now. I was starting to understand why he could brush off the negativity. It wasn't ego...it was confidence, the kind that came from knowing you were the best.

Cam strolled in and pulled Thomas into the hallway. My curiosity got the better of me, so I edged toward the door, pretending to be engaged in a conversation while I strained to hear what was going on. Cam's voice was sharp and angry, echoing through the corridor.

He was berating Thomas for letting me get hit by the opposing team. Cam was really laying into him, calling him useless and incompetent for not protecting me like he should have.

What the hell? Why was Cam suddenly concerned about me? This w