Weapons and Walking

Ben woke me before sunrise. It didn't really matter, mainly because I hadn't slept all, and lying on a soft mattress for hours gets boring. I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Megan.

The pack had supplied us with clothes fit for long-distance missions. I kept my dark denim skinny jeans from the day before, pulled on the soft leather hiking boots that were just a little too big. Then nibbled my lip looking, at the shirt options. 

Eventually opting for a deep purple tank. Dante, Ben and the wolf who brought us to the alpha met me in the hallway. From there we made a beeline for the weapons room. 

The clicking of metal was the only sound as we suited up for the mission. I lifted up a pair of sleek knives and began spinning lightly in my hands.

"There's something about a girl with a weapon."

I turned around and Dante was smirking at me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ben stiffen, but