I put my all in training. I was trying to work out all the stress that came from discovering a murder. I worked and worked and worked until the dead of the night. Then I collapsed onto the ground with Devon standing over me.
"You're overdoing it Angie" he said.
"I know. But I won't stop"
He groaned. "You've been like this for the past three days. Workout all day, shower, eat a little food and repeat. You'll kill yourself at this pace"
I rolled my eyes. "I'm fine"
"Really? Stand up and go a round with me. If you can get me down in less than five minutes then I'll back off" I eyed him. He hadn't been working out as much as I was so he was feeling much stronger than I was at the moment. Plus I wasn't really sure I could get off the ground.
But, a werewolf never turned down
