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    In the end, Freya finished first. Cade came in deadst.


    Half an hourter, seated around the dining table, Cade stared in horror at the te of deep-fried bugs in front of him.


    He turned to Moss and snapped, “You said you couldn’t run thatstp! How’d you end up sprinting like that?”


    “Gotta use a little strategy sometimes.” Moss grinned.


    Cade shot him a re that could cut steel.


    Moss pretended not to notice. “Come on, eat up. They look pretty tasty.”


    “You eat them,” Cade muttered bitterly.


    “No need,” Moss said smugly, leaning back. “A gentleman never takes what another man holds dear.”<fnd3d4> Newest update provided by FindN()vel</fnd3d4>


    Cade was beyond words.


    He wanted nothing more than to wring Moss’s neck.


    “What’s going on?” Greta asked, raising an eyebrow. “Is there a backstory to beingst ce?”


    “He told me he couldn’t run anymore but still wanted to finish,” Cade grumbled, jaw tight with frustration. “So I let him lean on me and helped him run. But then—”


    His voice trailed off as he red at Moss with the intensity of a thousand suns.


    Moss beamed. “I really couldn’t go on. If you hadn’t helped, I wouldn’t have made it to secondst.”


    “I’ll thank you with this bowl of soup,” Moss added, lifting his bowl with mock sincerity.


    “Get lost!” Cade snapped, not even looking at him.


    “Let’s share some of our food with him,” Moss finally offered, showing a shred of conscience. “If each of us gives him a little, that should be enough.”


    “Are you sure you want to split?” Ellis asked as he walked over, his voice smooth and unbothered, calm as still water.


    Everyone froze where they stood, not uttering a word.


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    His gaze drifted over their faces before he finally turned to Cade and said, “Share your meal evenly with everyone.”


    “No need!” Moss shot back instantly, waving his hands in protest.


    “We were just messing around,” Greta added quickly, clearly uneasy with the oddball lunch offerings. “It wasn’t anything serious.”


    The others jumped in, echoing her words. “Exactly!”


    Cade stayed silent, feeling the sting of betrayal wing at him. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at the food, let alone eat it, and he ended up leaving the cafeteria with a stomach that groaned in protest.


    “Want me toe with you to the store for some snacks?” Moss whispered, ncing around. “Afternoon training’s brutal. You’re not going to make it on an empty stomach.”


    “Whose fault do you think that is?” Cade snapped, shooting him a re.


    “Mine,” Moss admitted with zero hesitation. After making sure Ellis wasn’t anywhere nearby, he leaned closer to Cade and urged, “Come on, let’s go. My treat.”


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