Chapter 90
Vera's POV
For three hours straight, I didn't expect sparring with Alpha Andrew to be that long, and what I'd call a tug of war. It was different from the last time—differently fun. Dinner was served and Andrew practically begged me to come eat with him. I'd prefer to eat in the bedroom. But here I was, I just couldn't say no to him. He really does know how to convince one with those piercing kind eyes.
I jerked my gaze up to stare into those eyes but he was quite focused on slicing his grilled chicken and the only thing I could stare at was his dark hair. My muscles are tense and pulling due to some flip-back falls, inexperienced kicks, and punches I had thrown at Andrew earlier.
The word inexperienced sounded a bit off. Not trying to flatter myself, but I was getting bett
