Katrina's POV
I watch as the guys all start forming a circle around me. They all have arrogant smirks on their faces and an amused glint in their eyes. Some of them are even looking at me lustfully. I want to growl at them but I force myself to remain calm.
"Never attack the enemy blindly. Use the first couple of minutes to see their strength and weakness." Carter's words from training ring in my head and I take in a deep breath.
"So are you going to answer my question?" The guy in the middle questions while raising an eyebrow in my direction. He's a tall chunky guy, only slightly bigger than the rest of the men, and he has a long, jagged scar running down from right next to his left eye, to the top of his chin. I grimace lightly but stand a little taller to show that I'm not afraid of
