Draw The Squad 4 Novels & Stories

It was clear, well-lit, and taken somewhere I've never come across. Four men stood, side by side, none facing the camera. Even though they weren't facing the camera, you could see what needed to be seen. One face. Four times. It was Drey, but not Drey. My brain and eyes didn't know how to put it at first. It felt like I was seeing Drey in four different faces. They look exactly the same but in different appearances. Like I was staring at the four shades of Drey. My hand started shaking before I felt it happening. The phone trembled in my grip but Victoria reached out and took it back, carefully, like she was removing something fragile from someone who couldn't be trusted with it.

“The stronger the wolf, the more mates they can sustain bonds with. Four mates means you’re much more powerful than anyone knows.” Despite the indignation that coursed through me—having a fourth mate felt like a curse, not a blessing—part of me was curious about what this mysterious fourth mate might be like. Was he another cocky asshole like Lucas? Another brooding jerk like Rowan? Or something else entirely? But mostly, I just hoped I never ran into him. Three mates were already more trouble than I knew what to do with. “Can we continue training?” I asked. “I want to get stronger so I can figure out how to deal with the Elders.”

Then the bell rang indicating its break Time. "Your time starts now, Chica" He winked at me and walked towards the playground. Chica:- cutie I started searching for Seth. Seth Adams is one of The four; He's tall, Attractive, Hot. He got blue eyes, square Sharp jawline, pointed nose, thick eyebrows, thin pink lips. In my school The football team is like the heart of the system, Not only they are players, but also talented, and not to mention so damn hot. But The four is everyone's Love's. They get everyone's attention, girls Drool over them all the time.

But most importantly, the warriors who live up at the complex eat, sleep, and breathe the squad life… they’ve selflessly dedicated themselves to defending the six-pack and built their lives around their positions on the squad, so how can we take that away from them? We can’t. Besides, the squad bands the six-pack together like nothing else can. Even though we’re all separate packs, the squad is the one thing that belongs to all of us. And honestly, I’d miss seeing the guys almost every day. Running the squad together keeps us close, and that closeness will only be a benefit in coming together to make decisions for the alliance in the future.

My voice was low but steady. Julia’s gaze flicked to Stephen. Of course. Waiting for backup. But Desmond spoke first. “I think she’s old enough to choose for herself. It’s her summer, her training.” “Thanks,” I muttered, grateful. I looked back at Desmond. “Can you walk me through the teams again? I don’t really know how they work.” He nodded. “Sure. We’ve got five main squads: Ironclaws they focus on close combat, raw strength, and endurance.

His eyes stayed on mine before drifting down slowly, blatantly, like he was issuing a silent challenge. I looked away. After the director finally shut up, the field grew noisy again while we waited for the instructors. Wesley strolled over, and I could feel the jealousy radiating from the girls around me. “Squad 4,” he said. “Looks like fate has good taste.” I didn’t glance at him. “I don’t mind sharing a squad with someone this beautiful. Someone different.” “Look, your flattery won’t work on me. You’re wasting your breath. You already have your fan club drooling for you. I’m not part of it.”

He turned to Maxine and White Tiger, the two titans among them, for guidance. The two men's eyes were locked on Alexander, waiting for his signal. "Now's the time!" Alexander's voice was a whisper as he watched Dak's crew draw the attention of a swarm of wild penguins. He scanned his team. "I'll take the point, White Tiger's got our six, Black Tortoise on the left, Maxine on the right. You three, keep Ivano and the rest safe. Got all that?" "Loud and clear!" The elite squad's response was crisp and unified.

It wasn’t the girl from my memory… that girl was the only human besides the General that I remembered. “Not surprising. I’m Beta Forty, your squad leader for squad Beta-Four. Tomorrow, I’ll take you with me for orientation and get you straightened out. We’ve got a lead on a really good cache of platinum. It’ll take some strong backs to carry it all… are you up for it?” Based on the comment about Delta team, I suspected claiming weakness was a bad idea, so I just nodded. “Sure, no problem.” “Good man. Tonight though… it’s our squad’s turn for the Pit. You remember what that is, right?”

I was literally asking all of them to be buried alive with Asher, so my expectations weren’t high. But as soon as the squad leader signed the contract, one by one the rest of the fifteen squad members did too. My eyes travelled from Asher to the squad who stood behind him. Their emotional auras had united into one fierce flame of pure white loyalty. I gave the squad the entry coordinates. “These coordinates…” the squad leader mumbled, widening his eyes. ‘Trust me,’ I spoke in his mind. “Take positions!” The leader commanded the squad, who knelt around Asher, arranging themselves in a circular formation.

Said Noel. “That’s right, and this is current battlefield after Cornelio assist the Squad 44.” Said Samuel. The chamber going dark again and the projection changed.