40: Reach A Truce

ALPHA ZADE

I’d felt like ants were crawling up my skin when I was told my father had returned from his one day trip and he was with Feyre. It reminded me of his trips when my mother was here. He was always traveling for business which equaled him meeting up with his multiple mistresses.

A part of me wants to drag her away from him for the fear of him ruining her, but then I remembered her arms around Damien’s neck and I don’t feel the need quite as deep anymore. She is like him anyways, no wonder they get along very well.

Mind numbing pain in my jaw makes stars dance in my vision. I’m jolted back to the present with the violent punch and I grunt lowly, both in annoyance and from the sting.

The sound of Damien’s feet bouncing on the boxing platform rings in my head before I regain my composure. I give my head a little shake, getting rid of the haziness in my eyes.

“Get your head in the game, man.” He groans, coming at me again.

Now that I’m paying attention, I see his intention and blo