Knox
I slam my fists into the heavy bag repeatedly. The chains jingle, and the support in the ceiling groan with each punch. Harnessing all of my anger, I land one last blow and the bag drops to the ground.
I push my sweat-drenched locks back and draw in a deep breath, trying to calm myself. My chest heaves up and down, the calming breaths not doing a damn thing. “AHHH!” I scream as I kick the bag, sending it into the cinderblock wall.
Fuck! Why am I so agitated?
My wolf scratches at the surface. Seeing Travis on top of Thea has left him unsettled. I thought a gym session would be enough, but it seems like I won’t get any rest until he gets to run.
I grab a towel to wipe off the layer of sweat as I head up the stairs from the packhouse gym.
The cool night air hits my sweaty body, se
