Gray’s POV

Anger and frustration course through my veins as each of my fists connects with the thick punching bag in front of me. Each time I punch the material, I picture the faces of every person who has pissed me off recently, releasing all the pent-up feelings I have been keeping close to my chest.

I’m pissed off that my father has made me the way I am today because of his selfish actions and lack of care for me. I’m pissed off that Lucy controls my entire ...