Dominic's POV
My phone rang while I was reviewing pack security reports, and I recognized Coach Martinez's number immediately.
"Mr. Alfonso," she said when I answered. "I'm calling about Antalya."
My blood ran cold. "What happened? Is she hurt?"
"She's not injured, but there was an incident yesterday. She got into a physical altercation with her roommate."
A fight? That didn't sound like Antalya at all. She was stubborn and strong-willed, but she wasn't violent unless she was pushed beyond her limits.
"What kind of altercation?" I asked, already standing up and reaching for my jacket.
"The girls had to be physically separated," Coach Martinez explained. "There was shouting, hair-pulling, the works."
"And you're calling me because...?"
"Because I know Antalya isn't typically aggres
