Chapter 142

• Alexander's POV.....
• The early hours of the morning had taken a huge toll on me, and I could practically murder anyone who did as much as step on my feet. All the while, Caleb had been acting weird, but I didn't push to ask since I already knew what was up with him.
• I guess we all have something eating us up one way or the other, and I am trying as much not to let the situation of the pack betrayers get to me. The moment I got back into my office, I locked the door, got out of my wheelchair and began a punching spree on the poor couch placed in the centre. Not getting enough from it, I indulged in a rigorous number of pushups. I wanted to burn myself out and not get to think of anything. The intention was to remain blank for as long as I could.