Layla's POV
"W-we're sorry. Go on. Continue with your workout boys." I heard Maia said and the awkward laughter of Jira and Kanali.
"If you could just excuse us," Jira said and I felt them grabbing my leg. My eyes widened as these fools started dragging me instead of helping me up the floor.
"H-Hey!" I tried calling out but they were desperate to escape from there fast.
I saw myself sliding on the floor and as I watch the blood that trickled from my nose on the floor, a voice had finally halted my friends from dragging me. When I turned to the right, I saw Hunter's huge strides toward us.
I gulped nervously. He seemed to appear annoyed.
"Can't you manage not to hurt yourself just for one day, Layla?" He asked while I had no choice but to grin my way out of that situation.
"You seem busy, we could come back later," I said.
"Do you want something from me?" He asked.
