My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

He stepped over to the trainer who was keeping time and grabbed a water and a towel before turning back to the group and dividing us up into pairs. am pulled over to Warrior Osiston.

“When can I train with the group, this seems like a punishment now. Did I do something wrong that you keep separating me from them?” I look at him needing answers. They brought me here, I didn’t request it. I was perfectly fine waiting until I was old enough, but now something feels off like they are regretting bringing me here, but can’t send me away either. So they are just tolerating me, waiting to figure out what to do with me. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

“Not punishment, just acclimating.” He says cryptically.

I can handle the truth. If you don’t think I’m ready just say so. I know you don’t want to send me back to my pack, and I’m not sure I want to be there right now anyway. But, I could just do school here, I don’t have to be in training if you all have decided you don’t want me here or I’m not ready or whatever.” I try to keep the hurt out of my voice, but I don’t think I did

not being wanted or good enough slices through my heart though. I wanted to come here to get away from that. I have been working so hard the last year on being accepted for

negative interactions have not gone unnoticed by the trainers, but we will not step in unless you request it. We know not everyone will get along here, we

“Yes, Sir.”

hasn’t been given a warrior brand yet, so the

satisfied and thoroughly tired. It feels so good to train hard and with people who are at my level. I am