Chapter 103

Anna had been too busy eyeing the hottie to notice Julian had disappeared from her side. It wasn't until Sam mentioned it that she looked up and realized he'd changed clothes when she wasn't paying attention. Now he stood a few meters away, dressed in full camo, arms behind his back, apparently giving some sort of instruction to the squad. Anna was used to seeing him all suited up, polished and sharp. But the camo uniform added a whole different layer to him—wild, commanding. It clashed with his normally clean-cut face, yet weirdly worked. Like, really worked. Total alpha vibes. Her cheeks flushed, and she gave a few awkward coughs to hide it. "You seriously saying his shooting's better than yours?" Julian had once mentioned Sam was a top-notch captain in the Iron Eagle unit, so naturally, she assumed Sam wasn't just average. When Sam claimed Julian was the real sharpshooter, she figured he was being polite. I mean, come on. He already aces everything else—if even his shooting is unbea