My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

Five days. It’s been five days of constant snowfall. We’ve gotten more than 24 inches of snow, which is unheard of for this time of year according to the friends we have been able to check in on. In reality the snow doesn’t really bother us, neither does the cold since we all run hotter than the average human, but we have to maintain the secret so we have to act human in a human dense city.

Nickolas has been out to help some of the neighbors keep the sidewalks and driveways shoveled. I don’t think he can help himself, always the protector and caretaker. We’ve been out to help a bunch too, but not nearly as willingly as he is. So we help to fill in the time, otherwise we would die of boredom since we can’t go anywhere.

The major problem is we can’t shift and travel as wolves, it’s too easy to be spotted right now with all the fresh white snow. And I’m sure the humans would wonder at our sudden disappearance. And traveling in a vehicle of any kind just isn’t safe with the amount of snow, icy winds and temperatures dropping so low at night that everything gets a sheen of ice. So we are still stuck.

There has been no power loss in our neighborhood though, but I think that is more due to Nickolas sneaking out at night to check wires and transformers near us to remove any ice and snow that could damage them. According to him we have skills that are very useful, but the humans won’t understand. But he is not about to have to rough it for the sake of keeping a secret. We both laughed at his declaration. I guess there had to be something wrong with his perfect persona, it was only a matter of time before we figured out he is a bit of a princess under all that tough guy.

doorbell rings and Mina and I jump up and fight to get to the door first. Scrambling and laughing, we open it in a heap of tangled legs and arms to find a very

and my uncomfortable journey has been long enough.” Her voice is almost bored, but with that craggy sound someone

woman who is about to make a dream come true. She steps

none of us needed much to be here. We have a job to do and sitting in luxury was not part of the plan. The basic creme white walls are what you would find in any cookie cutter development home, The place

cutting everything off. The cream white theme travels the lower level completely. Some light

cleared.” The woman talks to the air and points to the dining room. “I will need the bags and boxes from my car, be sure not to jostle anything. I will

she walks to the stairs and glides

Mina whispers next to