Senna was laughing. That was the first thing that August noticed as she came out of her chocked trance. She couldn’t believe Gideon had lost, and so easily. Who knew that Max was such a force to be reckoned with? As her best friend was ushered out of the arena by that clingy announcer she watched as he turned and met her eyes. His reassuring smile made her feel like everything was going to be okay.
“This is highly unorthodox, are you sure that you must take her right this minute?” Nathan’s stoic voice drifted to her ears and her eyes shot back to her current companions. Nathan was frowning and turned to the side blocking her view of whoever he was talking to. “What is going on that they’re so worried they’d do this?”
“You know,” the lean young man leaned forward until August saw a flash
