Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth
Drake grinned roguishly and guzzled down his own water.
“Speaking of putting men in their place,” Viona cooed, leaning against the ropes surrounding the sparring ring, “how was your date the other night? Was Alpha David just as much of a bastard as he seems?”
I groaned, remembering the disaster of a date with David. “It was awful,” I grunted, grabbing my towel and slipping beneath the ropes. “A complete waste of time, actually. I should have just stayed home.”
“That bad, huh?” Drake asked, raising an eyebrow.