#Chapter13

“Darius can be a dick. He will settle down,” Zac said. I stared at him, confused. He almost seemed normal, nice even, as he slid a food tray over to me. Zac sat across from me, grabbing another before digging into his food.

The man beside him was a huge burly-looking man with a short beard and dark hair, and he tapped my tray. “Eat. If you’re training with us, you will need it,” he said. I looked down at the tray to find it had scrambled eggs on it.

“I’m Satish, that’s Zac, as you know, and that one is Deacon.” The other man waved; he had blond...