Adam’s bare fist connected with the punch bag, sending shockwaves of pain through his arm. A snarl ripped through his lips, and he planted 5 more punches to the bag before it dropped from its stand, splitting on the floor. He was breathing heavily from his intense workout and everyone in the gym could feel the frustration rolling off him.
A towel was tossed in his direction which he grabbed out of the air without even flinching. Jordan had been watching him for the past 30 minutes as he moved between each section of their gym, never finding the right exercise to channel his feelings. The tension in the air was thick and he had watched the wolves in the room shuffle away from the Alpha. Nobody wanted to cross an angry Alpha, even a nice one like Adam.
“You ok, Alpha?” The Gam
