#Chapter 158 – Split

That afternoon, Victor runs through the woods of the encampment. When he had originally purchased the land, it was all wooded with trees like these, but he’d had most of them cut down, repurposing the wood to build parts of the encampment and the barracks. But these acres of woods he left for Betas to try themselves in, creating mock battles to prepare for the ones they’d face in real life. Paths wove around the woods, miles of them – and Victor was on them this evening, running himself until his breath was sharp in his lungs, until he could finally think again with some degree of clarity. He stops in the middle of the woods when he’s finally run out, bending down to put his hands on his knees, panting. He works out every day in the morning of course – but today, he’s really pushed himself. Still, as far as he’s gone, as much as he’s pressed…he can’t get her out of his head. Evelyn. What the hell was he going to do with Evelyn? Because as the blood courses through him, he knows