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Even Levi smiles, shaking his head. “It hasn’t been easy to win without our two strikers.” Ronan’s tone and expression turn to sorrowful before he grins. “But yours truly can transform into a striker any day, bitches! King and Knight, who?” “Fuck you, Astor,” Xander mumbles from beside him and everyone else laughs. “La ferme, Knight. Don’t kill my vibe.” Ronan goes back to grinning. “Anyway, let’s ignore Knight’s bitter arse. We have a special guest tonight. Our own Premier League star. Let’s welcome our previous captain, Levi King!” “He had to do it,” Levi mutters under his breath. “Fucker.” The rest of the football team cheers and hits the table like crazy. Ronan points at Levi and shouts. “Come here, Captain!” “Captain, captain, captain…” The rest chant, led by Ronan and Cole. Levi grunts and starts to leave, but stops and looks down at me. “Remember what I told you about Aiden being a stage five freak?” I nod once. “He’s also a stage five creeper. It’s better if you stay away from