CHAPTER THIRTEEN
LUCIAN'S POV
One punch. Then another. I could feel sweat dripping off me every time my balled up fists came into contact with the punch bag in Alec's basement. I wanted her out of my mind even just for a few seconds but even still I couldn't bring myself to let her out.
"So are you going to start talking or what? “Alec eventually broke the deafening silence in the room, slapping the book he was reading closed.
"Talk about what? “I kept on throwing punches, my muscles screaming for me to stop but I needed this.
"About whatever the hell is disturbing you and I'm guessing it is either about the pack, your family or your girlfriend," he pointed out, jumping off the old detached car seat he'd been sitting on. Chase had ditched us to see a girl from the next
