Tim’s POV
My fists were heavily bruised and bleeding after spending my morning training beating the s**t out of a dummy. I was too angry to spar with other pack members. Afraid I would severely injure someone, I opted for the dummies. I split two in half. Malachi made me run laps around the field to cool down. That helped a bit, but I was still angry.
This was the second day that James hadn’t come to training. He cited his mental anguish over Katie being gone as the reason. I understood that. I hated being away from Samantha for hours while in the same building. James was enduring being away from his mate who was in another pack enduring who knows what. But he was also acting like an i***t.
He said he was missing my sister, b
