Mason POV

I can't seem to concentrate on shit. No matter how hard,I try. My mind is plowed by thoughts about Hera. How I left her house last night, running away like some fucking coward. I feel like an asshole but if I went ahead with what I started last night,I would never have forgiven myself.

" I'm out of here. I need some fresh air to think." I say,excusing myself from the club meeting. I can feel all eyes on me, some probing, some expressing disagreement. But I don't care. Staying in ...