My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 268: The Drill Sergeant

Nina

That day, Enzo was clearly agitated after the training session. I couldn’t quite tell if it was because I reprimanded him, because he felt guilty for going too hard on the new recruits, or maybe if it was a mixture of both.

However, over the next couple of days the training sessions hardly improved in intensity. It really was beginning to feel as though Enzo was trying to weed out any weak recruits, but I felt as though he was just going too hard for anyone to be able to keep up. Even though the new recruits were all werewolves now with their own healing abilities and newfound physical abilities, he wasn’t giving them time to adjust.

On the third day of training, it was an especially cold winter morning. It had even snowed a bit the night before, and the athletic field was covered in a fine layer of white powder. I had spent the previous night alone in my dorm as I needed to study for our upcoming final exams, and so shortly after sunrise I woke up and quickly got dressed to meet Enzo outside.

By the time I arrived, Enzo was already beginning to have the new recruits warm up on the athletic field despite the frigid weather. I was bundled up in my winter coat and warm clothing, but the new recruits were in their athletic gear. Even though werewolves were less susceptible to cold weather, it was still quite cold and especially windy on the open athletic field, and I was surprised that Enzo wasn’t at least allowing them to warm up inside in the gymnasium.

As I approached, I saw that Enzo had set up orange cones all around the athletic fields. At the moment they were just warming up and doing some calisthenics, but even then he was still drilling them and pushing them to go harder.

“Come on, hustle!” he yelled, waving his stopwatch in the air. “I wanna see some improvement in your times! It shouldn’t be taking you thirty full seconds to do twenty push ups!”

“But the ground is cold and it makes my fingers hurt!” one girl replied.

It’ll have to be a lot colder than this for you to be affected by

wind blew across the athletic

myself stiffen against the wind. “Maybe you should at

they struggled through their calisthenics circuits. “The Crescents won’t be giving us the luxury of staying inside when it’s cold,” he replied. “They need to get used to the physical

be drilling the recruits like this. However, despite the dipping morale no one was giving up just yet,

even played a game of touch football to work on

what was going on. Matt stood beside me with his hands in

like this when he coached you guys on the hockey team?” I asked, turning to look up

nodded. “Yeah, actually,” he said. “Maybe not quite this bad. But when we first started out, none of us were very good, and we had some people on our team who weren’t very serious about it. For the first few months,

new recruits were like the new hockey team to him, and he needed to whip them into shape. I supposed that I should trust him, seeing as how his training methods had resulted in

get even more worried about the new recruits. They were noticeably fatigued by then, and it just didn’t feel right to stand by idly and watch. When Enzo started to berate one of the male recruits for tripping

me a surprised look, but said nothing. I could tell just from the look on his face that he

stopped in front of Enzo with my hands on my

you should have been there for the mandatory training sessions that all

train harder than this doesn’t mean that it’s fair to