Alex’s POV
When I walked out of Samantha’s room, I was angry. I wanted to pummel someone right now, and that someone was Aaron, but I couldn’t just storm his pack and kill him. He is one of the few Alpha’s that I knew would give me a run for my money if not kill me. I went straight to the gym and started killing the punching bag instead.
I had hit it so many times it my knuckles were bloody and the bag was split open.
“Son, let’s talk,” my dad said behind me.
“I don’t want to.” I seethed back at him.
“Come on, let’s go to the house before you kill someone.”
I turned and walked away because he was right. I was ready to kill someone. I don’t understand how people can do this to other people and especially her.
I walked to their house and straight to the fridge, and pulled out a beer.
