Speak of the Devil

KELLAN’S POV

Practice ran longer than usual. Not because Coach demanded it but because none of us wanted to leave. When momentum gets interrupted, you either sulk or sharpen. We sharpened.

By the time I stepped into the locker room, exhaustion clung to my muscles, but my head was clear. Focused. I peeled off my jersey and reached for a clean shirt when Griffin’s voice cut through the room.

“Guess