Vanessa’s pov,
The next morning, I woke up to a knocking sound on my door. I immediately jumped out of bed and opened the door suspiciously. I saw a muscular, blond man with lots of scars on his face, standing outside my door. He did not smile when he said, “You must be Vanessa. My name is Blake, and I am the trainer of the pack. Tomasso instructed me to get you personally and bring you to training.”
He looked at my pyjamas, “You should get dressed.” He handed me some black jeans, black boots, and a grey sweater. I felt happy that he gave me some clothes because honestly, I had almost nothing myself. Training would be much more comfortable in these clothes. I quickly got dressed and walked outside the room. Blake had a quick pace and I had to do my best to keep up with him. While we were
