My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

Just before I get up an Omega hands me a beautiful leather portfolio that has my name embossed in gold on the front. I thank her and smile, which earns me a tiny smile and wide eyes of confusion. Do people not use manners with the staff who work here?

“My name is Sophie, Miss Skylar. I’ll be your assistant today, let me know if you need anything at all.” She smiles warmly at me. She is close to my age, maybe 12 or 13. She is quiet, but I don’t get the feeling that she is shy, just well mannered.

“It’s nice to meet you Sophie, I’m glad to have a kind female near me today.” She giggles, but quickly schools it, like she isn’t allowed.

“Some of the women can be a handful.” She shrugs, like that is the most normal thing in the world.

“First, please tell me if I am being a handful. Your job is to assist me, not wait on me hand and foot. Second, tell me what I’m holding, this is my first time here and I’m not trying to make a fool of myself in front of these people.” I smile at her and she takes a deep breath.

Sophie is just behind my right shoulder whispering in my ear explaining my schedule for the

attending the three biggest meetings today. I guess some other meetings are set up to talk about treaties or territory

distribution of warriors amongst the packs in the kingdom to help train smaller packs to defend themselves. I guess there has been a shortage, but now that I know about this Rogue King and his attacks on packs surrounding

us has had an attack in the last three years, it’s only a matter of time before we are attacked.” A grizzly old man all but shouts directly at the King. Apparently, some formalities are

better part of twenty minutes asking for help and demanding help, but not actually saying what he has done as a leader

back at the King

believe Skylar has some thoughts on your situation.” Alpha Reggie says calmly,

tiny and she’s just a child.” He basically spits at me, and as much as it makes my blood boil, I keep my calm. He won’t bait me into acting like the child he thinks lam. As uncomfortable as I am sitting in this room talking about training and warriors, this is my wheelhouse, this is what

age and size, that isn’t something that will be