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.

got pissed and hoped that I would be able to prove him wrong

Father, our Alpha with his Mate, our Gamma and our Beta. I saw the worried looks on their faces and I had to make sure

he really did not think that I was ready. Evie chuckled in my head, because she could not wait to put that

me to the center as well and tells Andy that I think I am ready

can stand the embarrassment, toddler.” Evie leaves me in control, because we both want him to underestimate

urge to stick out my tongue, which makes my Father laugh and makes Andy

use every time he

don’t have to wait too long before he lunges at me.

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

Pack–Doctor rushes over and my Father stands next to

three broken ribs and one of them had punctured his lung. After that it was done with his bragging, because one of

old’s and after a year my trainer put in

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Chapter 172

of my own Squad

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see shock on every face. I chuckle, because this is the response I always get, when someone finds out a part

own during a fight. I believe

laughter and soon the men follow. The rest of the way is

and one of the men asks what kind of weapon I

have my own weapons and from the side of my back–pack I get a set of daggers, a birthday present from my Father. I never