~James' POV~

A week. One fucking week had gone by since Avery left and I was losing my fucking mind.

I nearly killed one of the warriors during practice yesterday morning because I couldn't control my anger. The other warriors stared in shock and it wasn't until Damon came with three others that they managed to somewhat pull me of the poor bastard.

For me to stop completely, Alex had come and given me a right hook to the face. It didn't hurt but it made me focus my anger on ...