Alpha Rowland's POV
I lay in my bed, feeling weak from my lack of sleep over the night. I could not take my mind off Josh's death. My heart was heavy as it pounded hard. I turned around in the bed, unable to find an easy position. I felt uneasy and kept heaving heavy sighs as I went into deep thought.
It was the early house of the morning. The sun was just about to rise. I stood up slowly from the bed, wiping my face with my palm. I sat at the edge of the bed momentarily, gripping the edge of the bed firmly and tightly. I took a deep breath as I stood up from the bed and walked towards the window.
I paced around the room having a mixed feeling of anger, anxiety, and frustration. Whoever had done this will not go unpunished. I thought to myself as I continued to pace around the room. I
