Training

Baylor POV

Alpha Colin stepped into our room at 5:00 a.m. and turned on the lights bellowing, “Time is wasting lads and it is something we have very little of. Meet me at the training grounds in 30 minutes.” Mitchum groaned, “We don’t even know where that is.” Alpha Colin laughed and said, “Then I suggest you make haste, so that you are there in time. You don’t want to know what happens when you are late.”

I rolled off the bed and stumbled to where our suitcases sat on the floor. I opened mine and grabbed a pair of shorts, a muscle shirt with the sides open, and my running shoes. Kenneth had grabbed similar clothing, while Mitchum sat on the side of his bed still sulking. I looked at Mitchum and said, “We are leaving in 5 minutes, with or without you. Get your ass up and get ready!”

Kenneth and I made our way to the kitchen to grab water bottles and since we were engrossed in our own conversation, we almost ran into the woman who was bustling around the kitchen preparing to make bre