A SECRET IS REVEALED.

LUCIEN'S POINT OF VIEW. I walk towards my private locker room, where I know my friends are waiting. The smell of sweat and fresh ice clings to the air as I push open the door to the locker room. The roar of the rink fades behind me and is replaced by the low, rumbling laughter of my guys. The Horsemen. My Horsemen. Theo’s shirtless self leans against his locker like he owns the damn place—because, in the fucker's head, he does. No one knows it yet, but his ancestors are a part of the founding pillars of this school. The fucker's father owned the world's largest architecture company spanning centuries behind him. His knuckles are split from the fight he picked with one of the opposing team’s forwards, but he barely notices the pain as he grins at his phone, probably chatting with one of his many gurls. Kai was sprawled out on the bench, with wet hair dripping from the shower, and scrolling his phone like he was hunting for someone’s social security number to ruin. Cassian's got a protei