VALERIE
The next morning I woke up to a knock on the door. Surprisingly, I slept on the bed, without a nightmare and had a deep sleep. Scrunching out, I looked at the clock by the bedside.
5 AM.
When I padded over to the door and cracked it open, a maid held out a pair of clothes for me.
“The Alpha sent them for you,” she informed, and almost mechanically turned around to leave.
“Wait,” I called out and she pivoted. “What do I…do with this?”
“He is waiting for you downstairs.”
It was only then I recalled my conversation with Caleb from last night. He had wanted me to train with him, and it confused the hell out of me. My bruises and scars were still fresh, and while I did not want to use this as an excuse to chicken out, I did not know if I was ready to even stand the same ground
