Novel & Cerita I Do This For My Squad

"Scarlett is the new member of the cheer squad. Your latest competition. A candidate for vice-captain." "What?!!" The word escaped my lips before I could contain it, echoing off the locker-lined walls. Brooklyn's hand found my shoulder, her touch a signal of solidarity and a prelude to the battles we would face together. It was our silent agreement, a pact forged in the unspoken understanding that no matter what, we'd stand united. As I mentally prepared myself for the onslaught to come, I couldn't help but wonder, Can I say FUCK now? I mean, in my head.

Listening to Astrid’s constant chatter every day on the drive to the complex is annoying as fuck, but being alone with my thoughts this morning is even worse. I’m probably just reading into this. I don’t even know why I give a shit. I shouldn’t care. Arriving at the squad complex in record time, I pull the Escalade into my usual parking spot and climb out, heading for the practice field. Squad members are still trickling out of the doors from the barracks, while many others are scattered on the field already, stretching and warming up. I quickly spot the other squad leaders circled up together, and as usual, Quinn, Fallon, and Astrid are with them. I head their way, lifting my chin in greeti

STERLING I’m doing my best to run my squad through their training, but truth be told, it’s not easy. I’m incredibly distracted today. This isn’t normal for me. I could run these drills in my sleep. Heck, during tougher periods of my life, I basically did. It’s not a specialized class, and it’s not like I’m working with a tough crowd. These guys aren’t Betas sent by their Alpha to learn a skill they don’t see the point in, they’re just my buddies who like my training style and hang out on the beach to keep themselves sharp.

Ace looked at us from his shoulder, maybe expecting an answer. “Sure. Just send us the details,” I answered. Ace sighed and placed his hands on his pockets. Huh, disappointed? “Are we even on your contacts?” Marco asked and Josaiah slapped his head. I laughed. I guess it’s true. Since we don’t even see each other that much, that’s already a given that we don’t have contact with each other. Each squad has their own tent at camp with a 3D computer where they contact other squads. They can also observe what the nano cameras on our uniforms are seeing, somehow like a surveillance camera.

Turning, I threw my arms around Paul and buried my face in his chest. “Thank you. Thank you so much.” “My pleasure, Kick-butt. You’ve been a dream to us. We all thought we were washed up old wolves. You gave us life and chased away the darkness. You are our dreamcatcher and now, our Commander.” He stepped back and all of them put their claw on their shoulder and kneeled down on one knee. I wiped the tears from my eyes and smiled. “I couldn’t ask for a better squad.” They started to laugh and Emmett came forward. “I think this calls for a second squad photo, what do you think?”

On the other hand, Squad 1 as they breached the room by breaking down the door, they have not once faltered or even distracted. All of the Squad 1 members were steadfast in their actions, they have not once lowered their guard nor even looking down on anyone, but in the inside seeing the disgraceful sight inside the room, and seeing just how lowly they treated those that are below them, made every single one of them got their blood boils with anger and fury. Even with Squad 1 wielding their rifles with a clear intent of gunning every single person in the room, down they were still acting haughty and arrogant. Squad 1 were disciplined instead of them just shooting everything they inspected e

However, amidst the serene ambiance, an unsettling feeling of apprehension creeps over me, as I reluctantly make my way towards school, fully aware that I might encounter the formidable "bitch squad" The clique referred to as the "Bitch Squad" is comprised of women who are convinced that they have a shot with our alpha. They have a tendency to nitpick and gripe about anything and everything. It's almost as if they are unable to cope with the idea of someone else wearing the same clothes as them or even being in close proximity. They behave as though they might contract an infectious illness simply by sharing the same air.

I didn’t do anything wrong, did I? Maxim clasps my shoulder and pulls me into a hug as soon as they reach me, and it takes me a moment to register the hug. “You were f*cking amazing, Ath! There is no doubt in my mind that this squad will be going to the WAP together”. Pulling back, I reply. “Well, I kind of had to. The guy is an amazing fighter. I didn’t break anything or do permanent damage, though. Jerry and Jake won’t be so lucky when I face them at the WAP”. I grimace at even mentioning their names.

I have a friend near the outskirts of our territory and She an I are going out dancing tonight to keep our minds preoccupied with fun stuff. Drake I am thrilled the team could get here so fast, but why the fuck Thadeaus insisted on meeting in a fucking night club after I just lost my mate is a fucking mystery. The fucker just might be a sadistic prick. He is my best friend and second in command of the Elite warrior squad that I command. One of the three squads must always remain at the pack to protect the ranked wolves and children. I am lucky that my squad was free to come to my aid since Aaron’s had just returned from their mission.

I say as I wipe my tears and hand her my keys so she can drive "What's wrong?" She asks as she hugs me "I broke your brother's heart, I got you kicked off the squad, and now the whole squad hates me because they think the prank was caused by me" I say as we pull apart and she wipes my tears "Easton loves you, I only joined the squad because of you, and those cheerleaders got what was coming to them" she says causing me to laugh as we get into the car, but I suddenly stop when I realize something