Chapter 65

CHRISTIAN'S POV

As the door slammed hard behind Emily, I ran my hands through my hair letting out a frustrated groan.

I stared at the plate of pancakes I left on the dining table for her and rage rushed through me.

I left my breakfast untouched and returned to my bedroom. Immediately I stepped in, the scent of Emily hit me hard even from the doorway.

The memory of last night haunted me, the vision of Emily beneath me, writhing with desire lingered in my mind.

I stepped back out of the room and shut the door, I can't go back in there now, I would just keep thinking of her.

I hit the gym hard and in a few minutes I was covered in a sheen of sweat, my muscles groaning from the weights.

I was on the treadmill when Tristan walked through the sliding doors of the gym, his expression grim.

“Alpha, I have some news.” He called out, I turned off the machine and walked towards him, grabbing a towel to wipe my face.

“Yes?” I responded, my brows raised.