CHAPTER
11
Iwas one of those people who easily worked up a fever. It mattered not if I was careful or reckless, I was simply more susceptible to it than others.
“Are you okay?” Mey whispered, looking at me worried as we had assembled in the yard, the upper ranks were holding a briefing.
I was out of it, barely able to make out a single word they were saying. I saw the woman from my first day here holding up a piece of paper, shouting out names. What for? I had no idea. From what I had heard, she was called Izera, one of the commanding females.
“I’m fine,” I lied, like always when I had a fever. There was no need for others to worry; yes I got them often, but I also recovered faster, my body was used to it.
Mey nodded slowly, but her eyes lingered a while longer. Nate sent me a quick look, as if evaluating my state. I took a deep breath, trying to focus on whatever they were talking about up on the stage.
Lionel’s arm brushed against my shoulder, offering the support I needed to straighten myself.
“I’ll be taking the S squad and H squad towards the southern border,” Izera shouted, before slowly lowering the paper, gazing at all of us.
“What squad are we?” I asked, almost panting the words, the back of my hand wiping off some sweat from my forehead.
“Weren’t you listening?” Nate asked, a faint smile on his lips. “We’re K squad.”
Oh, that was why she had read from the paper, announcing our new squad titles. Right.
“It’s just us?” I asked, glancing over at them.
“The original team and two sniper friends apparently,” Nate gave Lionel a questioning look. “I guess it’s no longer a harem here.” A wide grin spread on his lips.
“It never was,” Mey scoffed, annoyed.
“Eve is no friend of ours,” Ashley’s cold voice bit through the air.
I tensed and slowly my eyes drifted towards Lionel. “Please tell me I misheard that one.”
“Nope.” He pressed his lips into a straight line.
“We don’t even need two snipers,” Ashley argued. “I’ve got bombs.”
I chuckled at her reasoning, explosives were always the answer in her world.
Another male stepped forward, I recognized his face too, but never caught a name. “I’ll take the N squad.”
Some of the recruits began clapping their hands and cheering. Were they celebrating being picked?
My eyes found their way to Malakai, who was next up. His gaze was empty, as if not seeing any of us, his arms crossed above his chest, like he was on the verge of having enough of all of this.
Izera sent a quick glare at us, silencing the air quickly, for the Lieutenant to speak without further interruption.
Only then, his eyes swept over the recruits, studying us, as a heavy breath left his lips that echoed over the yard. My stare collided with his and I saw the faintest tug at the corner of his mouth.
“I’ll take theKiddos squadto the west.”
Izera and the other man looked confused at Malakai, while the other squads started murmuring.
“Ha ha, Kiddos squad!?” a man with dark blonde hair burst into laughter amongst us, and soon more of them joined, as they turned and looked at us.
The K squad.
“Will you cry for us?” the blonde haired man sneered at us, mimicking a baby’s cry.
