My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

When I am done I can hear voices on the other side of the door. They weren’t sleeping as soundly as I thought.

“Seriously, Midge! You cannot do that!” Wyatt runs his fingers through his already messy hair.

“Do what? I woke up and took a shower. Or did you miss the noise I made in the bathroom in your anger at my not being in your line of sight?” I raise an eyebrow, crossing my arms over my toweled form. He looked slightly ashamed of his outburst, but then squared his shoulders. “You have to tell someone if you leave. That wound is still too fresh for surprises.”

“So, you are telling me, that if I wake up in the middle of the night and have to pee, that I have to ask permission to walk across the room to the attached bathroom, so you feel better?” I tilt my head slightly, daring him to say anything else that comes close to stupid. My irritation is bubbling right under the surface. He knows how I feel about being put in a bubble.

“We were all worried, when you weren’t here. Jena woke up in a panic yelling for you, and…” I cut him off moving to Jena quickly.

This happens regularly, but it’s not my story to tell. I sit next to her and wrap her in a hug, her head tucked under my chin.

nightmare and you are the only thing that seems to bring me out of it.” This time she is talking loud enough to be heard

okay, we’ll figure it out as we

knock at the door, then

in twenty minutes. The Luna Queen wanted me to let

this, drop

Jena. The title stays while you stay. On

Boys, sit right back down, there are three of us and I can guarantee a minimum of five warriors in the hallway, we will survive the ten feet to my room. It will go faster this

following me. We were actually ready before the boys, waiting in the hallway for them to come out.

small, t-shirts showing off every muscle they have in their upper body. The tactical cargo pants hide more, but still look rugged and intimidating all at the same time. The girls and I were given the same black form fitting t-shirts. It’s not cotton, but a

boots that match the guys. Our only difference is the tactical belt. It’s thick and sturdy, designed not to move too much over the slippery material of the leggings. There is a cargo pocket at the belt with two thick straps hanging down attaching to another cargo pocket, which has a thigh belt to attach to our leg. I feel a bit like Lara Croft right now and it’s hard to hide my giddiness at the thought. This must be what