Chapter 10

Chapter 10

“Are you afraid of me?” I asked the boy, narrowing my eyes. “Or can’t you even ask for my name yourself?”

Matthew looked surprised by my boldness.

I never liked to sugarcoat things, and it was clear that his old tutors did just that. His cheeks turned a bright pink as he looked down at the ground, while Adam just watched with a smirk.

“I am Matt. What is your name?”

I smiled at the small child and bent down so I could look him in the eye.

“You can call me Judy,” I said to him.

He lifted his head and squared his shoulders, as if he was preparing to respond.

“You’re really good at shooting,” he said, “but that doesn’t mean you’re good at everything.” His tone became serious, and the look in his eyes made my heart sink.

“My skills might be limited,” I thought, feeling the weight of his words. I knew he was right; just because I excelled in one area didn’t mean I was capable in others.

“I’m not impressed with tutors. They all seem weak, and I bet you’re the same. You don’t look very strong or smart. I need someone who can really help me.”

He stood with his hands on his hips, looking serious.

“You sure have a lot to say for a 7-year-old,” he added.

“I praised you,” I said. “How do you expect me to prove myself, Master Matt?”

He smirked and walked over to a bucket I hadn’t noticed before. I frowned when I saw what was inside. The contents looked strange and unsettling.

I noticed a few daggers lying around. There were also some dummies set up, likely for practice in dagger throwing. I knew this was a common training method for warriors, so it didn’t surprise me.

However, I was taken aback when I saw Matt pick up a couple of daggers.

I saw him holding two daggers, ready to stab me.

I turned to Adam, who looked ready to step in. His face had gone pale. It took me only a second to realize what was about to happen. Soon, one of the daggers was flying toward me.

A dagger was thrown straight at me with great speed. The person behind the throw had a strong arm and excellent aim when it came to throwing daggers.

I won’t lie; I was impressed. Luckily, I had quick reflexes to help me avoid it.

I quickly flipped to the side, narrowly dodging the dagger.

I dodged the flying dagger, but then I saw another one coming right for my head. I quickly landed on my back, using my hand to cushion my fall. The dagger whizzed by, missing my nose by just a centimeter. Just then, another dagger shot toward me.

I quickly spun around and crouched low to the ground just as a dagger whizzed past me, landing just an inch away. Another dagger flew in my direction, but I used my arms and legs to leap back up to my feet, clearing the blade that was aimed at me.

A final dagger flew straight at me. The throw was careless, and I could tell the thrower was losing focus. I squinted at the spinning dagger and timed my move just right. I quickly spun my foot around and kicked it away.

The handle slipped from my grip, and the dagger flew away in the opposite direction.

Panic washed over me as I realized what I had done. Just as I was about to scream for Matt to watch out, he quickly dropped to the ground, narrowly missing the dagger by just a second.

I felt a wave of relief wash over me, and I finally exhaled the breath I had been holding in.

“How did you do that?” Matt asked, standing up and brushing the dirt off his clothes.

I quickly did the same, wiping the dirt from my own outfit.

I shrugged. “I’ve been training for this kind of thing for a long time,” I told him. “If I’m going to be a Gamma warrior, I need to be ready for every attack.”

As he listened, I could see that he understood the seriousness of my commitment. It wasn’t just about the training; it was about being prepared for whatever challenges lay ahead.

I stared at him in surprise. I raised my eyebrows and said, “You didn’t know I was training to be a warrior?”

“Do you usually throw daggers at people who haven’t trained?” I asked him.

His cheeks turned pink as he listened.

I had all the answers I needed. I turned to Adam, who looked a bit embarrassed. He was staring at the ground, and I could see the shame on his face. Everything was starting to make sense now. Matt really was a part of this.

A loud, deep barking pulled me out of my thoughts. When I turned around, I saw a huge black dog running towards us, its tongue hanging out. Its bushy tail wagged back and forth quickly as it happily greeted Matt.

Matt smiled at the dog and wrapped his arms around its big neck. The dog was even larger than he was!

“Shadow, what are you doing out here, boy? I thought you were inside,” Matt said as the dog happily licked his face.

I smiled and bent down to the ground to be at eye level with the dog. He hadn’t noticed me yet, but as soon as I moved, he turned around to face me. His eyes lit up with surprise, making me chuckle.

“Shadow doesn’t like anyone except Master Matthew,” Adam said with a hint of worry. “He bit the last tutor, and she had to go to the pack clinic for stitches.”

I raised my eyebrows in surprise.

“Her wolf didn’t heal her?” I asked.

“She was an Omega without a wolf,” Adam explained.

I nodded thoughtfully and shifted my focus back to Matt and Shadow. Shadow was glaring at me, and I could feel the tension in the air.

I could see Shadow’s sharp teeth as he growled. Despite the situation, I stayed calm and reached out my hand. Shadow took a step closer, and I could sense Adam’s nervousness behind me. But I focused on staying composed and kept my eyes on the dog.

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