Rowan woke up feeling refreshed. “I won’t even ask why I dreamt of the first day I met her. I would rather that than dream of her death,” he said to his image in the mirror.
His Delta Team C’s captain walked to the door as his Alpha spoke. Her nose scrunched up. ‘Why was Sloane so lucky to have such a caring man?’ she mused.
“Reporting for duty, Alpha. My apologies for walking in on you. I heard you were up,” she turned away as Rowan straightened.
‘Don’t think about his abs and chiselled chest,’ she admonished herself. Half of her was jealous. She would love to be that ripped. The other half of her was impressed.
The Alpha normally trained in a t-shirt unless it was all boys. She could understand how some of her subordinates drooled when they had training with the Alpha.
Rowan shrugged. “It’s fine—nothing you have not seen before. Get the team ready to go. Team E is recuperating. Have Team D take over on the admin here. We’re going to go acquire some more land.”
