His Angel

CHAPTER 4

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...Evangeline...

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After Emmett's little training session with everyone in the class it was my turn. I walked into the class. Everyone looked at my with outfit with wide eyes. Okay so I admit, it may be a little showy. Maybe a lot.

What can I say. I'm young and I like to show my body off. I worked bloody hard to get one like mine. Especially when you love junk food. I mean who doesn't love chips, oh and popcorn, chocolate. Oh Nutella my life. Okay I'm getting sidetracked.

Everyone eyed me up and down. Especially the guys. I mean it's is expected. Damon didn't like that very much.

"Good morning everyone. Today we going to learn the basics of strategy, but first as you all know we leave for up north soon. There's is something you guys didn't know. No jackets allowed or any type of winter clothing." I grinned.

"What?? But it is snowing there." Someone said.

"Yes. Training! Any questions?" I asked.

"What if we die of hypothermia?"

"Then that's pathetic. You a wolves. We originated from the north and south. It was literally impossible for you to die of hypothermia, but hey if you do its one of those things." I said it like it was obvious.

"There's still a possibility." One of the girls mumbled.

"You girls should just shush. You guys get to wear what ever summer clothes you want. Except skirts. That I don't advise. Basically all winter clothes have been confiscated."

"You can't do that!" There was an uproar.

"Yea we can. You can leave, no one is stopping you. Any other questions, oh and you guys kind of signed a contract so we can do anything we want to. You really should read fine print."

"What will we be training?" Someone asked.

"Good question. Endurance and basically everything."No one asked anything else. The guys still gave me their undivided attention.

"Okay back today's lesson." I started to teach them and explained their project.

It was about strategy. Capture the flag featuring paintball guns. It was simply. Spilt up in teams of 10 in 5 groups. Give them a flag to protect and with them all the best. Bad thing for them. I'm death. Meaning I get to shoot who ever I want and once shot you are out.

My job is being the unexpected. Always expect the unexpected.

I changed into more appropriate clothing for this. I wore a black jump suit with side cut outs and cream peep toe heels. My Raven hair was still curly.

(Outfit↓↓)

Yes I actually wore that outfit. Everything was going great until we heard the alarms going off.

Rogues...

If you didn't know what they are. They are wolves without a pack or mate. Usually they lose their mate and go crazy, demented. Their wolves go into a frenzy of rage. They take over their humans, Or even plot against their alpha or do some s**t. Sometimes you a born one but you can join a pack if you wanted to.

Everyone was evacuating. The warriors spilt in two. One for defense and offense.

I changed. Yes again. I actually like this outfit and I don't want it ruined.

I was defense for today while my dad and Emmett were offense. If there is one thing I learnt. Be prepared for anything...