Penelope's POV
Walking into Frostfang Arena as a visiting player once again feels like entering a war zone. The fifteen thousand seats are packed, and most of the crowd is here to watch me fail. A few weeks ago, Bloodfang won the games against Frostfang, but it was cancelled saying we needed to replay.
I clench my fist so hard my knuckles c***k. I know it's all the work of Marcus Blackthorn—so pathetic he couldn't even play fair. Everything about that family screams pathetic behavior. Framing my parents wasn't enough, but him not accepting defeat was a new low, even for him.
Two days ago, I thought we would be competing with Frostfang's female team. Hearing it was their male team made me shudder with laughter as my coach Martinez announced it. "Sorry, the game team has been changed. It'
