Alpha Matteo's POV

I was at the training ground, fighting as usual, breaking every set of opponents that came at me. But then, when I turned around and didn’t see her, a glimpse of hope left me immediately and for some reason I admitted I was enjoying her stay

Especially the way she would gasp and shout in fear when I pulled off the arm of one of my opponents.

Or how she squealed with joy whenever I end up retaliating after pretending to let my opponent beat me up for a while just to get her pity.

Which is so strange. In all my twenty-seven years, I never cared...