CHAPTER 17 : Family
Natasha "Can't sleep?" Yiska asks from behind me as I take a couple of jabs at the punching bag. I shake my head. "Nope," I answer, continuing to punch. "There's a war coming, there's no time for sleeping." My mind was driving me insane, every time I tried to fall asleep a different scenario of the upcoming war played in my mind. Finally deciding enough, I snuck out of bed and came to the packs training room. "Yet not too long ago, you told everyone to get some rest." He says, crossing his arms and walking forward. "What's bothering you?" Sighing, my hand motion slows down. "The thought of us losing, hundreds being injured, the world ending." Biting my lips, I finally stop punching, my breathing is harsh. "Sometimes I regret ever making that damn deal with Odessa. I should've just let
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