Ranger
The gym was packed full of swinging d***s and grunting males all posturing under weights. It stunk like piss and sweat markings from the secreting hormones. If my wolves back home walked in here now, they’d be laughing with me.
This whole thing was a f*****g joke.
Yet here I was, playing the game.
I lifted the bench press bar back onto the rack and wiped the sweat from my eyes, keeping a look out for any males that wanted to test me today. None of them were biting though. My wolf was bored.
We didn’t belong here.
Still, the opportunity was too good to pass up.
I wiped down the seat and pushed out my senses as I popped in my earbuds, moving to the treadmill. Most of the ‘Alphas in training’ were sticking to themselves. Normally, I would have done the same and waited for night
