Chapter 10

"Are you afraid of me?" I asked the boy, my eyes narrowed. "Or are you incapable of asking formey yourself?" Matthew looked stunned by my directness. I was never one to sugarcoat anything, and clearly, his former tutors were exactly that type. His cheeks turned a bright shade of pink as he glanced at the ground; Adam just looked amused. "I am Matt. What is your name?" I smiled at the small child and lowered myself so I was at eye level with him. "You may call Judy," I told him. He lifted his head and squared his shoulders as if he were getting ready to fight. "You are really good at shooting, but that doesn't mean you are good at everything," he said to me, his tone hardening, and the look in his eyes gave my chest a sinking feeling. "My tutors are all weak and I bet you're thYouou don't look very strong or intelligent. I need someone capable." He put his hands on his hips. "You are certainly very vocal for a 7-year-old," I praised. “And how do you expect I should prove myself, Master Matt?" He smirked and then walked over to a bucket I hadn't known was there. I frowned when I saw the contents inside. They looked like daggers. I also noticed the dummies that were set up; they must be for dagger throwing. I knew that was a common practice, warriors had, so I wasn't surprised to see it. But I was surprised to see Matt pick up a couple of daggers and hold them like he was about to stab me. I looked at Ad, who looked ready to intervene; his face had paled drastically. It took a second to realize what was about to happen. Soon, a dagger was being thrown directly at a quick pace. He had quite an arm and an aim when it came to dagger throwing. I would be lying if I said I wasn't impressed. Thankfully, I always had good reflexes. I did a quick flip and dodged the flying dagger, only to see another one coming straight for my head. I effortlessly landed on my back, cushioning my fall with my hand as the dagger missed my nose by a centimeter. Another dagger flew directly at me, and I spun around, getting lower to the ground as the dagger passed by, landing an inch away from me. Another dagger flew atand used my arms and legs to jump back to my feet and over the dagger. 1 A final dagger spinning directly at me; this throw was sloppy, and I knew it was because he was losing his focus. I squinted at the fast dagger and timed it perfectly; I spun my foot around and kicked the handle, so the dagger flew in the opposite direction. Panic set in when I realized what I had done, and just as I was about to scream for Matt to watch out, he dodged to the ground, missing the dagger only by a second. Relief floodedand I let out the breath I had been holding inside of myself. "How did you do that??" Matt asked as he stood up, brushing the dirt off his clothes. I also brushed the dirt off my clothes, and I shrugged. "I've been training for this type of thing for a long time, " he told them. “If I'm going to be a Gamma warrior, I need to be prepared for every attack." When he stared, dumbfounded, I raised my brows at um. "You didn't know I was training to be a warrior?" I asked him. "Do you normally throw daggers at those who haven't trained?" His cheeks grew pink again, and that was all the answers I needed. I looked at Ada, who looked sheepish. He kept his eyes fixed on the group nd and I could see the shine on his face. Things were starting to make sense now. Matt truly was a menace. A loud and deep barking sound brought me out of my thoughts. When I turned, I saw a huge black dog running towards us with its tongue out. Its bushy tail wagged back and forth rapidly as it greeted Matt. Matt smiled at the dog and wrapped his arms around its large neck. The dog was bigger than he was! "Shadow, what are you doing out here, boy? I thought you were inside," Matt said as the dog licked his face, making him chuckle. I smiled and bent down to the ground so I could be at eye level with the dog. He hadn't noticed yet, but as soon as I moved, he whipped around to face me, his eyes turning to slits. "Shadow doesn't like anyone else, other than Master Matthew," Adamwarnedd. "He bit the last tutor, and she had to go to the pack clinic for stitches." I raised my brows "། "Her wolf didn't heal her?" I asked. "She was an Omega without a wolf," Adam explained. I nodded thoughtfully and turned my attention back to Matt and Shadow. Shadow was glaring at me, and om could see his canines as he growled. I kept my calm composure, though, and outstretched my hand. Shadow took a step closeandnd I could feel Adam's anxieties from behind me. But I kept myself calm and my eyes on the dog.