My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

Sierra was a really good fighter, but so was I. She is really tall compared to me. She has to be like 5’7″ and my 5′ 1″ stature can’t compare, but we are built similarly which helps with learning the new movements. Her black sports bra and leggings accentuate all the tan and defined muscles in her body, she could be a supermodel with her curves. I have muscles too, and am actually pretty defined, but I prefer to not show much skin, it helps hide the injuries, so I tend to appear overweight. Today I have baggy sweatpants and t-shirt on. I also have a tank top on under the t-shirt.

I learned the hard way my scars and bruising can be found in the heat of a match if I don’t have layers. I don’t want anyone to see them and pity me or pretend to try to help. It sounds stupid and my wolf an I have gone around and around, but I don’t want help from people who couldn’t be bothered to help me when I was recieveing the scars in the first place. It’s easy for them to make themselves feel better by offering help or assistance, saying I ‘just have to ask,’ but in reality they are the same people who turn a blind eye because their own self preservation is more important than doing what’s right. So I keep my pain hidden.

I like to stay as invisible as possible, but I love sparring. I typically stick to the back of the training group and only work with warriors that are here to help Delta Kyle train. He has seen my separation from the group and, I’m sure, has an idea why, so he makes sure there is a warrior there to partner with me.

I don’t know if it’s me or my beta blood but the thrill and adrenaline rush of a good fight always makes my day better. I am actually a really skilled fighter, even though I let Kaley and her minions beat me up. It’s just better that she targets only me and not someone else who can’t take the abuse. I don’t fight back, I learned a long time ago that the beat down goes quick if they get bored.

And I don’t get in trouble if I don’t throw any hits at all, since those do seem to show up on videos and leave marks for a long time. Kayley had a black eye for a week once not long after I got my wolf, it was chalked up to my beta blood and a lucky swing, I didn’t argue. But the punishment was terrible. I was suspended from school for the week and my dad locked me in my room and told Mary she wasn’t allowed to talk to me or feed me. She did neither of those things and she made sure I had all of my work and took my assignment’s to school for me so nothing was late. I wasn’t giving anyone any more reasons to punish me.

Delta Kyle and a few of the advanced pack warriors are walking around correcting form and giving feedback. “Nice job ladies, you both seem to be the first to grasp the concept I was trying to teach today.” Delta Kyle says then leans a little closer. “Even the young alphas and beta didn’t catch on as quickly and they are still struggling.” He whispers and winks at us. “But don’t tell them I said that.” We both giggle, setting up to run the move again.

“You got it, Delta.” I say. He knew the jab to my brother would make me smile. He’s seen me work my tail off even if he doesn’t get the chance to help me as much outside of the group training we do here. I think that is my father’s doing, making my brother and the other future leaders the priority, but I’m not actually sure.

few of the more severe injuries I’ve gotten from the constant bullying. And he doesn’t judge or ask too many questions. He and Luna Ava are the only people who know I got my wolf too. It’s rare to get your wolf this young. Sometimes ranked wolves will show up early if they are really strong. I think the Moon Goddess gave her to me to help me handle the trauma. As much as I love my wolf and appreciate her help. I

be said for being invisible. And just as I

how the new defensive move is supposed to look.” He loudly, getting the attention of

don’t like you.” I say through the

but someone other than me has to see what kind of fighter you are and your brother and the guys need a lesson in humility. They have been left alone for far

I huff and move to face Sierra. She is smiling like I just brought her to her favorite candy store and told her she can have anything she wants. Oh, goody, she

us. We take our positions. “Sierra, you are on the attack, Skylar

of ‘what?’ ‘30 seconds no way’ and giggles. That sets me and my wolf off.

they are so great, when they can’t even submit eachother with basic

I ask my

never ask. She replies. I can feel just the smallest hint of her energy seeping into my muscles, I