Mated to Four
“I mean, I can still cover for your identity ours, I guess. Zion, Finley, even that guy Walsh. But the rest? No promises.”
I explained everything to him. Hayden mostly replied with quiet grunts or short stuff like, “And then?”, “Huh,” or “Seriously?” But I had to admit—he was a good listener. Talking to him felt like splitting the weight in half. Maybe someday, my other mate should know the truth too.
We kept talking. About Phoenix. About Hayden’s thoughts on him. I was surprised to learn he only let Phoenix into the team out of obligation.
We argued a bit. I thought Phoenix earned his place—dude would grind till 3 a.m. just to keep his global goldlaner rank. His efforts got him a scholarshi