(Alex’s POV)
Prom's a little less than a month away now. This conference is next week and because we have everything all ready, my mate has decided to kick our training up yet another notch. Today we’re having war games and April designed the course.
How my girl put in freakin' spring traps and dug out pits then covered them over with cloth, dirt, and junk is beyond me. I’m d*mn sure Aggie and, or, Cassy had a part in that. So here I am stuck in one of the holes. We’re not allowed to jump out of them, per the rules, since in a real war we’d be dead because there would be spikes or something at the bottom. Same with the snap traps she’s got hidden in the trees. I’m sure those were the Am*zon’s doing.
She’s also had her Russian friend teaching us weapons along with Tyler’s buddy, Justin.
