"The new Alpha is hosting a combat session, here is your pass." Stretching out two blue invitation cards, Phillip relayed.
Fernando could not risk leaving Angel alone in the room so he watched over her as she slept. Unbeknownst to him, Angel had been awake for a while but didn't make a sound.
Squinting her eyes through the duvet, she peeped at the card in Fernando's hand, her interest growing as she wondered what the combat session was about. She was going to forget all that happened and sleep, only for Fernando to appear in the room and make things uncomfortable for her.
How could she sleep peacefully if he kept on watching her like a predator preserving his prey? It would have been better if the scene she was trying to erase had nothing to do with him. Why was he sitting and guarding her when he could flirt around? What a hypocrite, she would never fall for the shabby act.
