~ Aylana's POV ~
"Wake up, Al. Why are you sleeping on the floor?" I heard a familiar voice and that person was continuously trying to wake me up. Just five more minutes. I am seriously feeling kind of tired. It's like someone has sucked out all my energy. I don't care even if I am sleeping on the floor.
"Wait. Let me try to wake her up." This time I heard a deep husky voice and, before I could understand anything, someone carried me in his arms.
I looped my arms around his neck and then I felt his warm breath fanning my ears, "Open your eyes. It's time to train."
It's time to train?
Why am I dreaming about training in the first place? I mean, omegas don't have the right to do training as they are supposed to only take care of the pubs and do the chores of the packhouse, so why is he
