Ivy's POV
"Move it! Faster! You're wolves, not humans—you can do better than this!" I shouted repeatedly, standing beside the Beta and Gamma females. Cecilia and Fiona watched with dismay as the females struggled to complete their laps around the indoor track. I turned to them with incredulous eyes. "What exactly am I looking at here?"
Cecilia shook her head while observing the winded women. "Training is optional for females in this pack. Your father never made it mandatory."
"I warned him it was a mistake," Fiona commented, her lip curling in disgust. "Just look at them. Barely two laps in and they're already gasping for air." The muscular Gamma woman crossed her arms in frustration. "This level of unpreparedness is baffling. What happens if we face an attack?"
