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Loud noises filled the gym room of Dark Prism's packhouse as Czech released powerful solid blows to the punching bag hanging from the ceiling. Jaw clenched tightly, his muscles flexed every time he moved.
Sweats dripped down of his well-toned body soaking the hemline of his sweatpants and he's just warming up. He plans to spend the entire night draining his strength. That's the only way he knew to distract his thoughts.
Robin Spark.
The image of the future Alpha of Spark Galore kept on flashing into the back of his mind. His silky platinum silver hair, his captivating full of mischief eyes.
The man... rather the woman who made a fool out of him.
Hiding dark secrets and pretending someone she's not.
Making him confused about his feeling, confused about his se
