Flora watched Zander from the doorway of the gym. Despite the biting winter chill outside, he hadn't missed a single session. It was clear now that this discipline was as much a part of him as his title of an alpha.
As he clicked the machine off and stepped down, mopping the sweat from his brow with a towel, Flora finally approached.
"Here," she said softly, extending a water bottle.
"Thanks." Zander took the bottle, his fingers brushing hers as he drank deeply. He set the bottle aside and reached out, his thumb gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
"Did you sleep well?" he asked, his intense gaze locking onto hers.
"I did," Flora admitted. "Actually, ever since I arrived at here, I've been sleeping better than I have in past few months."
