𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐄
"How long have you been standing there?" I rasped.
"Long enough to see you inhale that food like air," he replied.
I flushed. "I was hungry."
"Clearly." He moved closer, leaning against the counter. "Six hours of training will do that."
"You left this for me?" I gestured to the plate, seeking clarification.
"The High Alpha's staff did, but I told them to make sure there was food available when you woke up." He tilted his head, his gaze sharpening. "You didn't eat after training. That's dangerous when you're building muscle and pushing your body this hard."
"I was exhausted," I defended.
"I know." His dark eyes studied me. "How do you feel now?"
"Fine. Better than fine, actually. I shouldn't feel this good after yesterday, should I?"
"No," he admitted, "but I'm not complaining, and neither should you."
