Aysha quickly stood up, ignoring her sore body from the fall. She looked around the room, and thankfully everyone was still in their original position, but since she was facing six rogues, four males and two females, that was the only thing that she was thankful for right now.
“Well, well. What do we have here?” The man with the ponytail said with a sly look on his face.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to drop in on you like this,” Aysha shrugged and brushed the dust off her pants.
“You just said that?” Mel said, and Aysha could feel her roll her eyes, but she ignored her.
She noticed the ponytail man sniff the air and knew he was taking in her scent. Her scent still masked, Aysha tweaked it a little to make her smell human, a trick she had learned a little over a year ago. By the look on the man’
