Axel's POV.
I slammed the weight down, the clang of the metal reverberating through the gym like the remnants of my own frustration. Sweat dripped down my face, mixing with the anger that still burnt inside me.
I couldn’t stop, couldn’t let it go. My body ached, but that didn’t matter. The pain was a distraction. It kept me from thinking about her, from thinking about what had happened. What I had done.
Damn it.
I punched the punching bag again, the force of my fist pushing it back, making the chains rattle violently. I didn’t care. I couldn’t care. All I could think about was her…Rina.
Kade.
I could still feel the burn of rage when I saw him…standing there with her, like he had the right to be the first. Like he had the right to touch her, claim her.
I growled, shaking my head as
