CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
IAN’S POV
“You should have seen it, man. That girl cannot hold down a drink!” We joined Greg in a fit of laughter as we got into the cafeteria but then I stopped when I noticed Faith coming at full speed, her face contorted into a frown.
It was not easy to understand how she could pull off looking so damn irresistible with a frown on her face. f**k! This had to be the definition of being whopped. It was like she was in my head, taking up space that I should have reserved for other things like my college football scholarship and training to be the next Alpha. Despite the fight I had with my parents, I still wanted to be near her. I wanted to watch her laugh, or push her hair back every time she was nervous or her cheeks matched her hair every time she blushed. The nerd
