Andria's POV
That was when I heard his voice, Tristan's. Was he trying to use the mate's telepathy? Well, well, that was a first.
"It is just a class session, don't be too upset, mate," he teased
I looked up at the combat ring, and our eyes met; he smirked at me.
He sure can't read my mind, but he probably read my expression and decided to try the mate telepathy.
Tricia noticed that Tristan wasn't paying attention to their team fight again, but was staring at a particular spot in the audience, and decided to follow his gaze until it landed on mine.
Her smile turned to a big frown, and she sized me up with her eyes, then turned to Tristan, trying to call his attention back to the ring.
When she wasn't getting his attention, she started to take on Aven and Liara alone until Aven noticed what was happening.
"Tristan, you have to focus on the practice; you may lose," Athena called out to him.
"You are paired with Zade, how sweet," his wolf retorted in a jealous tone.
