Logan
Seeing blood dripping down my knuckles and being unable to feel every possible kind of pain, made me feel more incredible than ever.
As my clenched fist made its firm and straight jab, I kept on hitting the punching bag in front of me, and sweat followed to roll down my forehead.
The thought of not stopping until I felt an ache I could not endure in my fist didn’t happen when a firm embrace from behind me appeared. Slowly looking back, I found it was Hanna. She had a broad smile on her face.
“I’m ready for my fighting lessons, my Alpha,” she teased.
“Oh, really? How ready are you?” I walked up to her, grinning.
But instead of replying, she reclined forward before pushing me through my chest with both her palms placed steady.
“I see you have prepared for this.”
Hanna th
