Alpha Flynn’s POV
The loud pounding on my door jerked me from my sleep. A headache the size of a lead pipe slammed into my head, and I groaned, clutching my head. I stumbled off the floor, my bare feet chomping on shattered glass.
Beer bottles and cigarette butts were strewn across the floor, but what caught my attention was a syringe filled with some ridiculous liquid lying next to a small bag filled with God knows what.
"s**t," I cursed, rubbing a hand across my face. My entire body felt sore, and I noticed whip marks on my forearm. "What the f**k have I done?"
"Open up, you motherfucker!" Dominic's voice, filled with rage, exploded from behind the door.
I winced. What the hell was his problem now? I glanced at the bed. Empty. Selena wasn't there. Probably snuck off to her kid's roo
