Everlasting by Candace Knoebel

Author:Candace Knoebel
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2014-02-18T05:00:00+00:00

THE NEXT MORNING, AFTER MY jog, I meet up with Gavin outside the gymnasium. He’s patiently waiting for me out front, dressed in sweats and smiling despite standing in the middle of a freezing cold breeze. Though I know how to shut off my pain receptors, I’m still learning how to call it on and off at will. It seems my best moments happen under pressure.

“Hey,” I say when I approach him. I force myself to look him in the eye even though I don’t want to. I don’t want him to see the hurt I feel underneath, the hurt that won’t go away.

“Hey,” he says with a bright, easy smile. “Since I’m going solo today with training, I figured we could work on your gun skills. Even though a lot of the paranormals we handle require our volation for entrapment, there are still some, like Werewolves and other beasts, which can be handled with guns and knives. Basically, we try to be as versatile as possible. You never know what you’ll need to use.”

“Got it,” I say, turning my thoughts to the training ahead.

He pulls the door open, and then directs me down the hall to the weapons room. “There’s a shooting range just past the track,” he says as he unlocks the weapons cabinet. He grabs two hand guns, tucks one into his pants, and advises me to do the same with the other.

My eyes go wide for a second.

He chuckles. “Don’t worry. The safety is on.”

I tuck it into my pants, the cold metal sending chills over my skin. He grabs two shot guns, hands them to me, and then shuts the cabinet. “We’ll start with these. It’s fairly simple, so we’ll spend the first part of our day on this, and the last half in the gym.” He looks me over. “Building and maintaining muscle is essential, especially when we move into live combat.” He takes one of the shot guns and rests it against his shoulder like a soldier marching into battle.

I do the same, feeling the weight of the gun rest comfortably against my shoulder. Nerves flitter in my stomach. Live combat? Who would be my opponent? I follow him out of the gymnasium to the shooting range. By the time I get there, I’ve managed to shut my receptors off entirely. I let the freezing chill in the air be the driving force behind it. We trod through the snow and over to the wooden overhang where the range is. Large mounds of hay and snow sit down range, waiting with targets to be struck.

“We’re going to start with the hand gun,” he says. “Have you shot anything before?”

“No.”

“Well, today is your lucky day,” he says. He walks over to a small cabinet nailed to a wooden post and opens it. He grabs two pairs of protective glasses and ear muffs. “Let’s not waste the morning. Here, put this on.” He hands me the gear as he slides bullets into the clip for the handgun.

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