[Allister’s POV]
“One,” the word puffs out of my mouth as I pull myself up and then drop back down. “Two.”
I continue this pattern again and again until my irritation begins to die down. Three days had passed since I got to taste that woman, and even now I found myself craving her blood, but despite the need growing in me, I didn’t search for her.
There were rules in place for the chase and hunting, but the one we were playing with down wasn’t among them.
Huffing, I release the pull-up bar and drop to my feet before walking over to the bench, where my towel and water wait for me. When I reach, I wipe the sweat from my face and my chest before taking a long drink.
Looking around the room, I consider whether or not I should do a couple more reps, but I decide against it.
Throwing my to
