Chapter 68 His Moves

• Rook POV
• Training fucking sucks. Every muscle in my body is screaming, my breath is heavy, sweat clings to my skin, and I’m grinding my teeth through every drill, pushing harder just to get through it. The tension in the rink is thick, like everyone is waiting for something, like they still think Axel is going to show his face, like he’s stupid enough to walk back into this locker room after what he pulled.
• Even if he wasn’t dead and buried, he wouldn’t come back.