Abandoned At Birth

Chapter 39

CATALIA'S POV:
All of us were shocked at the scene and people in front of us. Lara was there with our family's highest rival and enemy.

"I guess now we know who is the real mole in our mafia." Maddox said quietly. I looked at him and saw that he had an emotionless face yet he was balling his fists till his knuckles turned white.

"Guess that explains the many times that she went on 'vacation'." Elijah and Ezra said and made air quotes with their hands at the same time.

"Gold- fuckin- digging bitch." Me, Caleb and Carter said at the same time in a cold voice still watching the 'show' in front of us.

Thankfully they were Lara and Wright were done and it was the next Mafia's turn. We all watched as Lara walked with Wright to their table. Wright had his arm around her waist while talking to her, if on the stage they were all lovey dovey, now they were serious and not talking to each other.

Guess it was all just a show!

As everyone finished I looked at my wrist watch and saw that it was already 3am, also know as the devil's hour. For some reason I felt more alive now than ever, I don't know why but every time that I happen to still be awake or to be awaken during this time I become more energized.

Like I always look for something to do, like my body needs to do something. It's like when werewolves are in heat and need a release, but I don't feel the need for sexual release during these times. I feel like I need to do something that would satisfy me in a different way.

But I don't know what it is. So whenever this happens I always go to the gym and start training there very early. I always go for the punching bags as it gives me the most satisfaction during these times. And for most of the time, I end up destroying the bag by my kicks and punches.

As I looked back up, I could feel my hands tingling and needy to punch something or someone. I started flexing my hands, trying to calm myself down. I also started bouncing my right leg up and down as it was also tingling to kick someone or something. As I closed my eyes to breathe in and out I felt two hands hold both of mine.

I opened my eyes to see that it was Caleb and Carter who held my hand tightly but gently in their hands.

"Its happening again, isn't it?" Carter asked as I nodded and stretched my neck hearing and feeling a satisfying crack from it.

"I need to release this, if not I  might end up punching someone in this box." I said starting to feel claustrophobic. Whenever this happens I also feel like walls closing in on me so I need to breathe some fresh air.

"We don't have a gym here trip. You can't just go around punching people here." Caleb said calmly as I sighed roughly before standing up catching everyone's attention.

"I have to go out, I need some freash air." I said staring to walk leaving no arguments. My triplets didn't follow me as they knew during these times, company is not what I need. What I need is alone time with myself.

I walked out of the hall as I felt eyes following my every move. My bodyguards also followed as per protocol but kept a safe distance from me, which caused me to both feel safe and not claustrophobic.

I finally got out of the building and walked to my motorbike. I opened the seat and took out something I knew could calmed me down. Something that I didn't expect to be doing again after a few years

I put the cigarette between my lips then lighting it up with my electrical lighter and torch. I removed my leather gloves before lighting the cigarette as my hands were starting to get sweaty inside it, I stayed there not minding the cold as it helped calm and cool down my nerves.