SAGE POV.
SPLASH.
I gasped, jolting upright; my tunic clung to my skin, dripping wet. The mattress beneath me was just as drenched. I blinked hard, trying to make sense of anything, when I saw Alpha Roman standing at the foot of my bed, holding a wooden bucket.
“What is wrong with you?” I snapped.
He ignored the question, tossed a bundle of fabric at me, and said flatly, “Change into that. Meet me outside.”
I blinked, still disoriented from the rude awakening. “Why?”
He narrowed his eyes. “Do you wish to survive in this academy or not?”
“Yes, Alpha,” I mumbled quickly.
“Then meet me outside.” That was all he said before turning and walking out like he hadn’t just dumped water on a sleeping person.
I looked down at the outfit. It was plain and made for training. I wrung out my hair
