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CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO - MYSTERY IVAN ii

ALPHA ASHA

I found myself in the empty gym once again, dragging one of the heaviest punching bags to the chain that swung from the rafters. I hooked it up with a grunt and stepped back, rolling my shoulders.

The gym had always been the best place for me to unwind and release my frustrations. It had just been a long while since I was frustrated enough that I needed the solid weight of a punching bag threatening to split my knuckles to distract me from my thoughts.

I refused to feel guilty for wanting to protect my mate.

We may have only spent a short amount of time together, but I knew that seeing Amber this early would have shattered Pixie , and that wasn’t something I was willing to put her through.

I threw quick, sharp jabs at the punching bag, unrelenting until my arms burned and my hands ached.

And I punched through bag after bag, my frustration only mounting with every torn bag, the sand spilling out onto the gym floor.

I growled and yanked the last one down, the chain breaking a
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