Alpha Ivan’s POV
“You don’t gotta go home kid… but you gotta get the hell outta here.”
I land another punch to the bag hanging in front of me before I turn to see Trev chuckling as he walks across the empty gym towards me.
“I’m just finishing up.”
He stops nearby and begins to pack up some equipment.
“You do know that the others left hours ago, including your future Beta. Your training is over and I’m afraid I have nothing left to teach you,” he says in amusement as he stacks some weights back on the rack.
I wipe the back of my hand over my sweaty forehead and drop my arms down to tear off the straps wrapped tightly around my knuckles.
From the corner of my eye I can see Trev watching me but I’m in no rush to move things along.
Sure, training here has been f*****g hard. The
