Alaric had just finished speaking when he grabbed Lemira’s wrist, “Let’s go! Get in the car.” Lemira instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but Alaric firmly pushed her into the vehicle.
Evelina jogged up to them, “Alaric, are you upset because of what I said earlier? I was just being honest, didn’t want you guys to start arguing. After all, Dorian has family support back in Orvin, and if things get messy here, Asher will have a hard time dealing with the Dravens back in Orvin.”
Alaric was indeed upset. However, the mention of Asher softened his expression, “If Asher finds out this guy’s been harassing Lemira, he’d definitely confront the Dravens!”
Evelina was momentarily speechless, feeling a bit uncomfortable. Family ties, she thought, always had their privileges.
But how did Alaric end up here?
Evelina asked deliberately, “Alaric, weren’t you swamped with work? How come you’re free to pick us up from school today?”
Alaric sneaked a glance at Lemira, who was gazing out the window, seemingly oblivious to the conversation happening inside the car.
Alaric felt a twinge of annoyance at being ignored by Lemira, but he quickly got a hold of his temper. After all, he’s here to make amends with Lemira.
“I’ve been away for a while, wanted to check how you guys were doing,” Alaric said.
Evelina noticed Alaric’s attention was mostly on Lemira and guessed why he was here – probably the team hadn’t found a suitable candidate yet.
Lemira, gazing at vehicles outside, wasn’t in a good mood.
When she snapped back to reality, she realized they weren’t heading to the Langston’s but had stopped at a training base. She saw the SkyBlaze posters and various promotional photos. Lemira didn’t expect to end up here. Once she got out of the car, a crowd appeared and surrounded her.
“Welcome to the team!”
“Goddess Lemira, can I get an autograph, please?”
“Goddess Lemira, could you share how you mastered the twelve-hit combo?”
Lemira frowned unwittingly. She hadn’t agreed to join any team.
Seizing the moment, Alaric intervened, “Alright, don’t scare my sister. Let’s head to dinner.”
Lemira was escorted into the base’s cafeteria by the crowd.
Evelina struggled to maintain her composure, watching the scene unfold.
Alaric, noticing Evelina’s expression, quietly explained, “You know the state of the team, Eve. We haven’t found the right gunner, and Lemira seems like the perfect fit. I’m trying to mend our relationship.”
“Alaric, I understand. You don’t have to explain to me. I had a part in what happened last time too. I’ll apologize with you, hoping Lemmy would forgive us. If all our family members are in the team, I’ll do my best to support you guys!”
Evelina’s angelic look relieved Alaric. He knew Evelina wasn’t one to hold grudges, not like Lemira with her tough-to-please attitude.
However, as soon as Alaric turned away, Evelina’s smile faded, replaced by a darker expression that quickly vanished as she joined the others.
Pushed into the cafeteria, Lemira saw a huge banner, saying: Welcome Goddess Lemira to the team!
That was when she sensed something was off. She pulled out her phone, texting Orion. Can you come pick me up?”
She shared her location.
Alaric approached her, looking a bit awkward, “I know I was wrong during the last match, shouldn’t have lost my temper and hit you. I’ve had time to reflect and truly regret it. Today I want to apologize publicly, hoping you can forgive me.” Lemira stood there, glancing at the banner, finding the whole situation absurd. She slowly looked up, her eyes cold.