Page 50 of Justice for Puck Bunnies

We haven’t had a chance to talk about yesterday. Mason and Izzy holed up in her room. Trick hid in his office with the door locked.

When we woke up this morning, the three of us found messages demanding we report to Coach immediately. As in, get your ass in here ASAP.

Pretty sure Coach didn’t even get to the stadium until someone informed him Brad had sauntered in more than two hours after us.

“I’ll keep it in check,” Mason says.

“Gonna need better reassurances than that.”

“What are you asking for?”

“Discipline. From now on, you’re up an hour earlier in the gym. You got a hair trigger? You need to punch something? I’ve got the perfect guy for that.”

“You got a guy?”

“Yeah, I got a guy. Estie’s a royal prick, but he’s the best boxing coach I know.”

“I’m not gonna be throwing any punches for a few days.”

“Boxing’s half mental anyway. I already messaged him while we were waiting for our captain to arrive. He’ll be at the house bright and early. It’s best you’re ready to go at seven; you don’t want to know how he deals with laziness.”

Mason mutters to himself. “I’ll agree to it on one condition.”

“You aren’t in a position to be setting conditions.”

“I can choose to leave your house.”

“You do and Adelard will scratch you anyway.”

“It’s fair to say we all recognize me leaving the house is about more than the team.”

The words freeze the three of us—Trick and I in shock that he said it aloud like that, and Mason waits for our reactions.

Is he pack?

Yes.

Maybe.

I don’t know. I like the guy. It’s fun having him around. Wyatt’s a lot of serious and Mason is... not. He’s congenial. I get why the bunnies like him.

Thinking about the bunnies makes me think of Izzy again.

Izzy’s a fucking omega.

It’s still a foreign concept to me.

Guilt crawls over my thoughts because she didn’t feel comfortable enough to tell us on her own. Brad got one thing right—Izzy didn’t trust us enough to tell us herself.

I’d like to think that she would’ve in enough time.

Would it have been before she went back to Brad?

We won’t ever know. I’m not even sure that she’s still pursuing him.

I hope the fuck not.

She’s got this blind spot with him. A rare gullibility. A naivete that’s so unlike her otherwise.

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