Chapter 10: What if?

(Leopold Mortensen P.O.V.)

A blow to the nose. A left hook and then a cross punch. Anthony reels backward before falling to the ground. I growl, defeating him was too easy. I still have a lot of anger left and he wasn’t a good enough opponent.

“Who's next?!” I shout looking at the rest of my Unit as they watch me standing outside the ring. “Come on! Who wants to fight me now?!”

"Hey, Commander, you seem angry. Maybe instead of boxing, you should go for a walk,” Valentine suggests, looking at me with a hint of fear.

His cowardice irritates me beyond words. But deep down I am aware that my anger has nothing to do with Valentine or anyone else in my Unit. I’m upset about what happened last night or, better said, what almost happened. I feel disgusted with myself. What was I thinking? I know the who