FIVE YEARS LATER

FIVE YEARS LATER

Alpha Asher was exercising in his gym, he was punching the punching bag so hard that it could have died if it were human.

“Hey man, take it easy.” His beta, who had been his best friend throughout the years, and he was grateful he had him.

“Get out of this place, I don't need any distraction.” Alpha Asher responded, still punching the bag.

“You don't use that on me. Asher, for the sake of our pack, please take it easy on yourself. You need a break from all this.” His beta continued.

“I said leave!” Alpha Asher shouted as he turned and landed a hard punch on his beta's face. His beta didn't see it coming hence, he couldn't dodge it. When his beta recovered from the punch, he looked up at Asher with his hand covering his bleeding mouth.

“I am sorry, but please leave.” Alpha Asher responded when he finally calmed down a little.

Asher's temper has been like this since he lost his mate, Margret. He hasn't been himself for five years. After her death, he was so dejected. H