Chapter twelve

12. Alpha's Anger

Marcus’s POV:

I slammed the door, not minding if I scared her. I couldn't stop grinding my teeth as I marched towards the training grounds.

I could hear the soldiers grunts and shouts as they trained and I tried to single out Titus's scent but it was absent. The coward had run away, instead of facing me like the man he was. I was going to find him one way or another and I'll squash his bones.

I pulled my shirt over my head and dumped it on the ground. Walking right into the ring, I shoved one of the soldiers away and readied myself...