Charles’s POV
The she-wolves left the locker room one after another and joined the 10-kilometer line.
They were already well-trained werewolves, so they ran in formation and swagger, looking like a winning team. I glanced at them. Where's Selena? Shouldn't she be running with the girls?
I stopped a girl. When she saw me, she froze for a moment, then quickly wiped the sweat off her face with the towel hanging around her neck, and then walked towards me with a smile.
"Alpha..."
"Where's Selena?" I interrupted.
The girl pursed her lips, then immediately adjusted her smile. "She was in the locker room when we changed. She lingered, mumbling and complaining all the time. When we got dressed, she said she wasn't feeling well and would attend training later. But I think she looks very healt
