CHAPTER 22

Back to the present 'Come on, keep moving!" Evans instructed, as they had lost count of the number of laps they've gone through for the past one hour and half. 'You don't stop till I tell you too. You there, get up! Move, move!" Evans clapped at one of the werewolves who bent over to catch his breathe. 'We aren't bunch of weaklings here! Keep moving!" 'What the fuck though." Hazel muttered under her breathe, as she kept jogging, wiping off her sweaty face at short intervals. 'Damn!" She stopped to take a breathe, while others kept moving. 'You! Keep moving!" Evans shouted at her direction, earning a glare from her. 'I said, keep moving!" He came closer to her, with precise steps and in a threatening notion. 'Or what?" Hazel stood up straight, placing both hands on her hips and staring directly at him. 'What will you do, high and mighty?" She asked, staring directly at his stern face. 'You." He scoffed and turned back, and stood still. 'That's enough everyone." He called