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    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 moming. It had even snowed a bit the night before, and the athletic field was covered in a fineyer of white powder. I had spent the previous night alone in my dorm as I needed to study for our uing 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.This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    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!"Content belong to N?velDráma. Org.


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


    "You''ll be fine," Enzo snarled. "You''re a werewolf. It''ll have to be a lot colder than this for you to be affected by the cold!*


    I walked up to Enzo and stopped alongside him. A shiver ran down my spine as a particrly cold wind blew across the athletic field, causing my hair to whip in my face and some of the recruits to groan.


    "Isn''t it a little cold?" I asked, feeling myself stiffen against the wind. "Maybe you should at least let them warm up inside."


    Enzo grimly shook his head, never tearing his eyes away from the recruits as 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 demands of fighting in all kinds of weather."


    I couldn''t help but frown at Enzo''s words. Yes, he was telling the truth, but it still felt too soon to be drilling the recruits like this. However, despite the dipping morale no one was giving up just yet, so I decided to just do my job as the team doctor and pay attention for any injuries.


    As the morning went on, Enzo pushed the recruits through hours of more intense training. They did sprints, agility tests around the cones that Enzo had set up, practicedbat training, and even yed a game of touch football to work on their strength and cardio. If I had thought that Enzo was a tough coach before when he coached the hockey team, he was even tougher now.


    At one point, Matt and the others came to see what was going on. Matt stood beside me with his hands in his pockets, watching with me while Enzo coached the recruits on their sprints.