Alpha Farrell 

I was clearly still irritated by Star's rejection. I am the Alpha and no one was supposed to have the boldness to face me, talk more of rejecting me. 

I blamed myself for trying to show even a shred of niceness to her. I should have killed her from the start or snapped her throat then in the cell, making it easier for her. 

I knew I had to get her out of my system and out of my mind. Something about the way she pushed me away seemed to pull me closer. It was probably my curiosity getting the best of me. 

Working out had always helped...