ALIONA'S POV
For a few seconds, I didn't know what to say. My heart raced faster. Every eyes bore deep holes inside my body.
I shifted on my feet. I was at loss for the perfect word to defend myself. It was going to be futile, afterall. Maya hissed, “She's so sluggish. I bet she spent eternity trying to get our stuff to the locker room,” She smacked her lips, as she rested her hands around one of the players shoulders.
Mystic reared her head, ‘Maybe, I could show you why we were late—” She grounded her fangs, struggling to surface.
I curled my hands into a fist, holding her back. Noah's eyebrows pulled together in a tight frown. “You think you can violate my rules huh?”
I shook my head. But I didn't say a single word. “What the hell are they doing in this place?” Andre, Maya's bo
