ALEXANDER
Sweat dripped down my temples, stinging my eyes, but I didn’t stop. My fists slammed into the heavy bag, over and over, the sound echoing across the training hall. My muscles burned, my lungs begged for a pause, but the restless storm in my chest demanded otherwise.
I wasn’t boxing to train. I was boxing to think, to stop thinking. To fight the things I couldn’t see... to clear my head. All at once.
The problems never ended—border threats, staged attacks. Everyone looked to me for answers, and right now, I didn’t have enough of them.
I knew deep down that the pack was going to find out about this whole thing one way or another. I could delay it, but I couldn’t stop it. And when they found out, they’d want answers. Again... answers I didn’t have.
I didn’t even notice Cole unt
