Entering the packhouse, a sense of accomplishment lingered in the air, mingling with the enticing aroma of breakfast being prepared. Our clothes, damp with sweat from the morning's rigorous training, carried the essence of our exertion as we made our way through the massive doors of the foyer and into the bustling dining hall.
The leadership team was already seated at the Alpha table, and they welcomed us as we settled into our seats, the scent of sizzling bacon and freshly brewed coffee enveloping us in its comforting embrace. Alexa joined us with a smile, taking her spot next to Delta Macey, her eyes alight with curiosity as she inquired about our training session.
"How did you guys find training? Sorry I couldn't make it, I was on patrol," Alexa asked, her voice filled with genuine in
