Elliot POV
The training facility gym was empty at eleven at night. The big lights overhead were buzzing, casting a white glow over the rubber floor and the steel weight racks.
I was sitting on a bench with a heavy iron dumbbell resting against my leg. My shirt was soaked with sweat. The skin around my neck felt tight. The bite mark from Sebastian was still hurting. I had been lifting weights for two hours, trying to get rid of the feeling that was still in my muscles. I was trying to forget the sound of Sebastian's voice in my head.
I picked up the dumbbell and lifted it. My arm was straining. I did one rep, two then three.
Then I saw a shadow moving across the mirror in front of me.
Pryce was standing in the doorway of the weight room. He was wearing a gray team hoodie wi
