He isn’t angry, but the tone in his voice has even Xander moving more quickly. I get Mina a pair of the silky soft pajamas Luna Anne gave me and we both settle side by side in my bed. It makes me think of my time with Sierra and a pang of guilt washes through me. I haven’t even seen her since the l
[October/November - 5 months later] “Again!” I shout picking my sorry ass up off the ground. Mina and Lillian both come at me with pure hatred in their eyes. We’ve been at this for hours, but I can’t seem to figure out how to get through the two of them. We have progressed through training to the
Warrior Nickolas walks out a few minutes later, just nods his head to follow, turns and walks back down the hall he came from. We enter a meeting room with a large oval table in the center and at least a dozen chairs surrounding it. There isn’t much for decoration, but there is a screen on one far
Mina and I look at each other. I know I am trying to contain my excitement, by the look on her face she is too. “So what does that mean for us? What are we doing exactly?” Mina asks. “You will start training with our recon team. We have a very specific way that we gain and relay information. We
We have our own bathroom, which is helpful with our schedule and the space is big enough for our twin beds and two desks. We aren’t here enough to need to lounge or anything, just the basics. We share the closet too, but since everything is uniform there isn’t a lot to it. No one knows why we hav
I have to admit, I’m excited too. This is what I have been dreaming about ever since I found out about the Elite Warriors. Working in the shadows, no one really knows who you are. It’s not about the glory for them, well most of them, I think as Audrina’s face pops into my head. They are the ones
“Back to Audrina though. She’s jealous that you came in and took her place as the favorite. Although, I think being the favorite was all in her head. From what I hear, most people didn’t like to work with her because of her superiority complex. She tears people down and makes them, instead of gi
We hit a bump in the road that brings me out of that happy memory. “Hang on. The rest of the ride is going to be rough. We usually run out here.” Nickolas’ gruff voice carries back as we slow down slightly to accommodate the dips and bumps in the trail. “Why not make us run then? I don’t understa