Chapter 75

KNOX’S POV I slammed the office door behind me, my hands still shaking with anger and regret. Noah and Logan were waiting in the hallway, their concerned expressions only fueling my need to escape. "Knox—" Logan started, but I brushed past them both. "Don't," I growled, my boots echoing against the hardwood as I strode toward the exit. Their footsteps followed, but I didn't slow down. I couldn't be here right now, or face the way I had just hurt the woman I loved. My Harley sat in the parking lot, chrome gleaming in the afternoon sun. Within seconds, I was on it, the engine roaring to life underneath me. The familiar vibration helped ground me, but it couldn't drown out the memory of Aubrey's face when I threw her past in her face. I gunned the engine, leaving tire marks on the asphalt as I peeled out of the lot. The wind whipped at my jacket, carrying away the scent of Aubrey's hurt and anger that seemed to cling to my skin. I rode without direction, letting muscle memory guide me whi