Chapter 0222

Damien My knuckles hit the punch bag over and over.

Raven won't let me touch her when she’s on her period. Telling me it's gross and disgusting and that if I tried touching her she would happily cut my dick off.

Between the two, I would rather keep my cock, so instead I burn my energy in the punch bags.

I pause as stuffing starts spewing from the splits in the bag. Taking it off its hook, I carry it over to the others that had already broken through. The lady that repairs them is going to hate me for all the work I'm providing her with.

As I hoist another bag onto my shoulder, a sharp pain spirals through my chest and almost has me doubled over, sucking the air from my lungs. “Raven!”

Dropping the bag. I charge across the grounds, ignoring the concerned looks from the other Wolves "RAVEN?" I call out as I run through the back door and into the packhouse.

continues to

brow dips down as a small crease forms

fire back, trying to keep the anger at bay as my heart

still

my chest, but doesn’t spread

It couldn't be possible.

she was fine, that could only mean one thing. I rub my

clatters to the table.

pain. I thought you were hurt, yet you are fine. It can only be him.” I wanted to wrap her in my arms and never let

as though she hadn't

my chest again. The pain was unexpected. I didn't think there was : anything left connecting me and iy brother. “The idiot must have got

She asks quietly. “I know you wanted to be

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