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“I might have heard that rumor, sir. But honestly, with Cyra and I taking over two packs and needing to combine them into one, C-Squad is a better fit for me.” He nods. “You do realize that C-Squad isn’t a weak squad, right? Just because the work that they do isn’t as intense as the work that Alpha and Beta squads do, that doesn’t mean that you don’t still have to maintain a higher level of fighting knowledge. There’s a reason we don’t allow pregnant she-wolves on any squad. The possibility of a fight is always there. It’s less in C-Squad, but it’s still a possibility when you’re arresting people who disagree with being caught.”

I said circling Kyles area and drawing arrows in brown. "Got it sounds good." "Next, Avery you are red squad. You're squad will be flanking the left side of the field over here, should we need Kyle and his squad you guys will signal for him." I said circling Averys area in red. He nodded in agreement, but said nothing." My Squad and Dominics squad will be combined, We are purple and blue squads. We will be head ing straight up the middle. My squads job is to give me a straight shot to Elstan, Dominics squad is basically my back up and he will be assisting me should I need assistance with Elstan." I said circling the center of the field in blue and purple. " My squad will be heading out into

squad. They stood apart near the edge of the gathering, like vultures at a picnic, their expensive suits and stone-cold faces a stark contrast to the weeping villagers. Their observers noted Lola’s scrutinizing eyes but remained impassive, their job simply to ensure the transition went smoothly. And their tattoos… oh, the tattoos. Majestic falcons soared up their wrists, disappearing under the pristine cuffs of their designer shirts. The sigil of the Cali Cartel, a brand as obvious as a falcon’s keen gaze.

Don't say it. "Four members," Regis says, his smile turning sharp and mocking. "Jakob brings the front-line physical weight. Uriel brings high-tier Lycan suppression. I bring my ravishing self. And Leah keeps us from walking into obvious traps." He turns to look at Jakob, then at Uriel. "A four-man S-Class squad. The bear, the ghost, the hot man, and the brain." I can't move. I can't speak. My mind is a void. The words hang in the cold air between us like heavy iron chains, settling over my shoulders with a weight so crushing I feel like I am sinking straight into the synthetic turf.

He started seeing how eager they were to leave. Hakeem's observation suddenly made them realize how oblivious they were to their dressing. The uniform for Ketu high's girls was a white shirt, a deep red checkered skirt, and a tie topped with a black blazer. Veronica and Grace looked at each other with stupid expressions on their faces, wondering why they didn't think of how stupid it was running around with a dead body in their uniform. "He's right, we have to change. Come on." Veronica said and started to the stairs.

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Liam asked. "Yes, I do. The wolf with a crown insignia means the carrier has been chosen by the goddess to lead her people. It's called the king's insignia, which is why other leaders have been called supreme Alpha. By the way, I'm Beth, squad one team healer," she introduced, and Liam's eyes went wide in surprise. "You are really from squad one?" he asked curiously, and Beth narrowed her eyes. "Would I lie?" she asked, and Liam shook his head.

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.

The screens embedded in the walls, which usually displayed sponsor advertisements or highlight reels, were now dominated by a scrolling, encrypted ticker showing the Northern Division's finalized roster for the upcoming Exhibition Loop. "They're not just bringing the veterans," I said, glancing at the names highlighted in aggressive, high-contrast red. "They’ve brought in a secondary tactical squad. Look at the unit designations." Kane didn't even slow down. His massive frame cleaved through the crowd of junior trainees, who instinctively peeled away to give us a wider berth. He didn't need to check the screens to know what they were planning. "They're prepping a disruption field. They know

Finally, everyone gets their diplomas and sits and now, it’s the moment we’ve all waited for. “For those of you who don’t know,” Alpha Michael begins, gesturing on either side of the stage, “these are the current members of the our elite squads, Alpha Squad,” he says and Raptor and his team step forward, nod and step back. “Beta Squad,” he says and Javelin and her team step forward and nod, before stepping back. “And finally, our Gamma Squad or what we affectionately call our C-Squad.” Saber and her team step forward, nod, and return to their positions. “This year, one of our cadets who was in the running for one of the few open positions on our elite squads found her mate and became a Luna