Chapter 45 

~Valeria ~ “Good damn job! Two in the chest and one grazed the head.” Stephan brings the target paper that shows bullet holes. Two days have passed. Grimm, I, and all the wolfless have been moved to firing training. “I still missed five bullets,” I say. “And you’ve only been doing this since yesterday,” Stephan reminds me. To my side, Grimm misses all his shots except for one. It hits the side of the paper. He turns and slams the gun on the table. He’s been irritated for the last couple of days. “Pick it up, load it, and try again,” Stephan tells him, then he walks behind me and gets close. His hands slide around me, fixing my arms and stance. “Relax your arms. Keep one leg in front of you and one back. Do the same with your shoulders. The Weaver stance is one of the best stances for a handgun.” Even though his touch makes me nervous, what he says prompts me to break form and look back at him. “Will we be using other types of guns?” “Yes. We have automatics, and we’ll also be using cro