Trigger (Origin Book 1) by Scarlett Dawn

Author:Scarlett Dawn [Dawn, Scarlett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-03-20T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Damn. I should have been running more in Port.

I groaned as I rolled out of bed at the dinner bell. My hair was still wet from my shower, and I wore my pajamas—a simple pair of loose cotton pants and a tank top. I grabbed Godric’s sweater as an afterthought and shoved it on over my head since the top of my shoulder still looked gruesome from his bite. Little scabs had formed, but it would scar. His teeth had sunk in too deep not to.

My slippers whispered on the hardwood floor, my feet dragging as I walked. The girls next to me weren’t any better. We had lost two women, now down to eight female recruits, when the major had decided the last three miles were to be a sprint to the finish line. The two at the back had fallen and not gotten up, just lying on the concrete sidewalk and crying.

The men still looked in prime form around us.

They hadn’t done anything extra after the tour.

I didn’t even want to think about the test tonight.

Godric had acted as if it would be brutal.

And I was exhausted.

That wasn’t a great combination.

I rubbed the back of my neck under my damp hair and ambled into the dining hall with the rest of the herd. When we were all inside, the doors locked behind us. I glanced around in confusion when there were no tables inside the room, much less food that I needed.

Whispers started around me, and a few men pointed to the far end of the room. My brows furrowed. I used my small size to squeeze between candidates, turning my shoulders, and brushing against their sides until I edged through the crowd to see what they were staring at.

Major Wilcox and her four counterparts were ignoring all of us as they spoke together near the far wall. But they weren’t alone. Godric and Finn were both with them. All seven wore black martial arts pants. The male chests were bare while Major Wilcox wore a black tank top. They had no shoes on either.

There were weapons along the wall behind them.

Many different forms of weaponry. All deadly.

I tugged on the bottom of my sweater and attempted to keep my features blank, the skin on my cheeks tight with strain at seeing Godric here. If he was interfering with my chance to be part of the Corporate Army, I would have his damn balls. And if he was here to help me…

He would need help after I was done with him.

The kind of help that requires men to carry his casket.

Godric didn’t look in our direction as he grinned at something one of the instructors had said, easily carrying on his conversation while a roomful of people waited.

Finn glanced at us and scratched at his chin, his eyes carrying over all the recruits he could see, evaluating them with experienced eyes. When his attention stopped on me, it was no different from all of the others he had assessed.

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