Ally’s POV
To say that I was exhausted would be an understatement.
I couldn’t feel half of my body, and the other half that I could feel was aching badly.
Training with Dylan was no joke. We started off with a 5-mile run. I don’t think I’ve ever run this fast or this long with only one break. It felt like my lungs were on fire, but I kept on pushing myself until we were back at the warehouse. I’ve never been much of a runner. On the other hand, I’ve been known to throw a good punch or two.
“Are you ready for some self-defense?” Dylan asked as handed me a water bottle.
“Can I get time to remember how to breathe first?” I panted.
“Yes, sorry. I forget you’re not exactly used to this,” he chuckled.
I quickly drank the rest of the water before I stood up and looked at Dylan. Use
