Alpha Mars' POV
I am brought back to the present when I hear the gym door slam.
“Hey man! You are gonna break another bag if you keep assaulting it like that.” I hear my Beta, Hunter, walk up towards me and grab the opposite side of the bag to hold it steady for me.
I continue pushing my muscles to the extreme with each punch without acknowledging him. With a final blow, the bag finally gives and bursts, spreading sand all over the gym floor. I let out a roar and punched the wall, leaving a couple of large holes in the concrete. My knuckles are bloody and broken, but I don’t care. I know I’ll heal within the hour, so I just stare down at the ground, seething.
“And there goes another one…” Hunter chuckles. “Guess I gotta make a gym equipment order… Again.”
I don’t say anything; my min
