"Asher is so strong and fast on the battlefield," Harper spoke animatedly as she tried to re-enact what had happened during the practice. Saint was watching her. "He took the other werewolf's foot, spun it around, and blocked their next attack by doing this!"
Harper stood in a weird position. One leg up in the air and her arms in a ready-to-punch stance. Her body was hanging in the air, and she barely kept her balance.
"Did he?" Saint asked from the couch. He had been in a bad mood ever since he was ditched at breakfast.
The tension could be felt in the air, but Harper had no clue why Saint was so crabby this evening. He had barely said a word all day, yet there was something hot and hungry in his gaze.
It made Harper shudder every time she faced Saint. Even though she had asked for t
