CHAPTER 12

  Sebastian’s Point Of View

  Pain. The companion that never left my side. The feeling that always reminds me I'm still alive. The presence that has seen me at my worst. My split knuckles heal almost instantly, leaving only a bloody splatter on my hand. I stared at the sad spectacle of a punching bag indifferently.

  It's the third today. If I continue like this, I'll have to get more of them imported here.

  Wiping my blooded hands with a towel, I leave the gym and start for my room. A tide of sounds crashes over me but I've had enough experience with the Lycan's heightened senses to know how to tune them out willingly.

  In a matter of minutes, I reached the familiar space of my room. The faint scent of gardenia flowers and rain reaches me, momentarily soothing my nerves.

  I walk over to my desk and pick up the file I've been working on from the past few days.

  The Alpha's Hunt also called A Deadly Game.