Chapter 88 - Building Tension

Lance POV

What has gotten into me?

Images of last night’s passionate time with Trinity run on rewind in my mind. Every second only shows how out of control I had allowed myself to get. The words and murmurs from her former pack have cut me like a knife and sunk deep into my soul. Somehow, in the heat of the moment, I allowed my jealousy and anger to boil up and take control.

Anger and disappointment in myself rush through me while my feet pound harder on the treadmill. I wanted to clear my mind and go for a run in the forest, but with everything going on, it wasn’t safe to sneak out of the bunker. I could have gone out with the patrol, but my guards strongly resisted the idea.

So, instead, I’m in the training area and taking my frustrations out on the equipment here. I’ve already spent an hour with the punching bag. With each punch, I would imagine the bag was any guy, including Drake, who tries to take Trinity away from me.

I think I’m going to need to buy them a new bag.