Ryder's POV
As I sat in my designated seat watching the end of the match, my jaw ticked at the sight of Soraya embracing those godd*mn triplets. Again, they were standing much too close for my liking, and I did not miss the way their hands roamed over her body. Furious, I longed to make my way there and tear their hands off her, but I knew there was no use since it would end exactly how it did at the welcome party.
So I sank deeper in my chair, burning with resentment for them. My mind travelled back to Soraya's performance today. No matter how much I hated her, it would be a big lie to say that I was not impressed by her fighting skills. The first time I engaged in combat with her, I was much too pissed to observe her strength. But now I was watching from the outside, it was one of the
