The next day, Cassandra was summoned to the confined training room on the sixth floor of the pack house, designed especially for the Alpha's use only.
Since she was still recovering from the wounds she incurred during the rogue attack, Alpha Callisto freed her from training the Gamma females, as stipulated in the contract, for three days, until she had recovered completely.
Cassandra walked to the entrance of the training hall, unsure what to expect from this training. Although she wasn't the kind of person who missed a day of training, she didn't understand the meaning behind calling for training when she was denied entrance to the training grounds.
If it was a rest, it should've been ‘proper rest,’ no?
Alpha Joaquin, already in his training attire, looked up as soon as she opened
