“Alpha,” he growled to no one in particular and I snorted a laugh. “You know you’re talking out loud, right?” I muttered and he blinked, turning to me in surprise. “Werewolf,” he breathed, and I couldn’t help but laugh again. “Pretty.” “You’ve been reduced to single words,” I pointed out. “Maybe you should ask her out after the match.” “Yeah,” he agreed, blinking out of his stupor. “Maybe I should.”
