A Gamma's Revenge by Ylyanah

Chapter 172

Izzy’s POV.

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On our way to the rogues hide–out, we go over the plan again and one of the men asks if I am sure I can

handle this.

The Alpha wants to say something, but I stop him with slight shake of my head. I decide to tell them something about the start of my training at the age of nine and my trainer.

He told me I was too little to fight a grown Werewolf or Lycan and for that reason he started my training with running and climbing.

By the time I was twelve I was the fastest runner in the Pack and I could shoot with a bow and arrow, hitting every mark.

But I wanted more and I kept watching my Father train and practiced what I saw. It took me another year to convince my trainer that I was ready for more.

He told me to report to the training fields the next morning to train with the sixteen year

old’s.

After dinner I heard him talking to our Alpha and my Father, he told them that I wanted to learn more and that he chose his class to teach me that I was not ready yet.

pissed and hoped that I would be able to prove him wrong the next day.

the training fields I saw my Father, our Alpha with his Mate, our Gamma and our Beta. I saw the worried looks on their faces and I had

in this class and I knew he really did not think that I was ready. Evie chuckled in my head, because she could not wait to put that arrogant pup his place.

one could beat him. He calls me to the center as well and tells

chuckles and says: “I hope you can stand the embarrassment, toddler.” Evie leaves me in control, because we

my tongue, which makes my Father laugh and makes Andy

Father use every time he was sparring with one of his mer

I wait for Andy to make his first move and I don’t have to wait too long before he lunges

fist connects with his cage. He falls face down to the ground and you can hear a pin drop as everyone

over and my Father stands next to me within

one of the girls had filmed the “fight” and everyone in the Pace had seen it

Maddox put me in to the class with sixteen year old’s and after a year my trainer

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my own Squad and the best warrior our Pack had

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on every face. I chuckle, because this is the response I always

capable of holding my own during a fight. I believe the question should be,

goes in to a fit of laughter and soon the men follow. The rest

takes us half an hour to reach the hide–out and one of the men

him that I have my own weapons and from the side of my back–pack I get a set