Andria's POV
"Alpha Zade of the Silvernight pack is your mate too?, You must be the moon goddess's favorite," Michaela blurted out.
I blushed hard and then quickly hid my face.
"You don't have to hide your face; we already saw the pink on your face," Liara teased.
"You bitch, you finally got me talking instead of reading," I shouted, grabbing the throw pillow on the sofa and tossing it at her.
"Didn't you feel relief after that outpour? See, you smiled for the first time today; It means that I did a good job," Liara managed to muffle the words from underneath the pile of throw pillows I loaded on her.
"But it wasn't Liara that got you talking; I was the one, and I'm still the one who made you blush," Liara cut in.
"That's to say you deserve some beating too," I replied to her, and soon we were tossing pillows at each other and laughing out of our hearts.
