My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

“I will not stay here, caged and restricted. I will leave at the first opportunity and you may or may not be told about it if this is how you are going to react.” I changed my focus to the Alpha. “Alpha, may I use your gym?

The Luna does not want us to go out alone, and I respect that, but I don’t want any of these guys near me right now and I have some anger to work out.” My whole body is still shaking in anger and I need to desperately release the energy before I shift in the middle Of this office. My wolf is just as pissed as I am. She’s ready to bang their heads together.

“Yes sweetheart, use it as long as you need, I will send Brett and Kyle down to check in in a little while, you may need sparring partners. I nod my head and turn to leave. “Stay put, all three of you.” The Alpha aura was strong and suffocating, it had me stutter in my steps until I realized he Was

giving me the Space from them that I needed. “Would you like me to send Sierra down in a little while as well?”

“That’s fine, thank you Alpha.” I say over my shoulder. I can’t bear to look any of them in the eye. I won’t feel bad about this.

As soon as I am through the door the explosion Of arguments from all three of them make me flinch. They can’t be that angry about me leaving. It’s Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

not their decision, it’s mine. And just the thought of them feeling so entitled makes the lava in my veins run even hotter.

Gamma Brett is waiting for me in the hallway, his blank expression tells me, he has been told of the situation and he turns as soon as he sees me an walks to the stairway that leads down the the cells and the Alpha’s personal weight room.

He can’t always get to the gym that is attached to the main arena, and frankly, probably can’t get a workout in if he does go. There is always someone

talk to him or aska favor of him, so he had a portion of the

your hands? The Alpha had a brand new bag hung that

my flames. He gives me a little smirk. Now I know he’s aware of the whole situation

offering himself as a partner to spar with. At least he

storage rack that seems to have everything I might need to burn off

now. He takes my hands like Oliver has done

are secure.

the position of a sentinel on guard. No words or eye contact needed, just my

to spare energy on the world falling apart

let the world fall away. No friends, no limitations, no bullies, no one to answer to, just me and the bag in front of me. Every

inside goes into each and every hit, every kick more lethal than the last. I lose all sense of time and feeling. All the negative

are released into the bag. Everything my father has ever spit out

be better each and every day. I heard a crack a while ago, but