Twenty-six

-Alcander-

I waited at the border line for my men, but I was there to early.

I had time to calm down from what Janet told me. Causing two trees with holes in their trunk from my fist. I growled when the pain came. I broke my fist by punching it a little bit to much...

"Fuckin shit." I held my hand and see it deformed now with blood oozing from the cuts the bark has made. I took a deep breath in and snapped the bone that was pushed down, back up and groaned when the pressure came and pain.

I let out a low growl but I...