My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

I am instantly lifted and sat in a lap. Warm arms are around me, pulling me back to a warm chest. “Breathe, Bitty. You’re safe, we’re here. Take a breath and tell us what’s in the

box.” Oliver gives me another little squeeze. I feel my whole body relax at his contact and gentle honey scent. He just knows.

I do what he says and take a deep breath, then I look at Jena. “It’s Tyler.”

“What do you mean ‘it’s Tyler?’ How is that Tyler?” Jena points to the eight inch square box in front of me.

I take another deep breath and lean forward, lift the box lid gingerly like it might explode. I slide the top of the box and my friends lean closer. Jena gasps and slaps her hand over her mouth. My brother has her in his arms in a matter of seconds. She just stares from the box and back to me.

It’s a pair of green eyes. Just the eyes, removed from their body. Green eyes I looked into many times and tried to figure out what he was thinking, how he was playing me, wondering how he could be involved with the rogue group when he seemed so sweet, before I knew about his mate. They are wrapped in a tattered piece of material that I think was the t-shirt he was wearing when we escaped, his scent strong, it’s in here on purpose. They killed him, for helping

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sad about that, but

all because he was willing to sell us out for a mate that was not true

I feel hands on my face and I blink hard a few times, trying to focus. “Tiny,

contact with them in the first place. We kind of became friends. I mean we were both working an angle, so it wasn’t real. In the end his mate was sleeping with Mike, who wouldn’t let them reject each other so he

he screwed me over and I guess I understand his reasons, but I can’t find it in me to hate him. I just pity him and hope he

his arms wrapped around me, holding me tight. This is the thing I have missed. The comfort that their friendship brings. We are stronger like this and I can’t

to go, you have a pack to run and a

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will meet up with you, okay?” I place my hand over Cam’s

I take another deep breath and let it out slowly rolling my eyes at him being overbearing. “Don’t you roll your eyes. One of us is going to be with you all of the time, get over it.” How did he know? He can’t even see my face. He has always been direct and a little dry with his comments. But I appreciate that

me.

I want to know what is being done.” Mateo says and I really look at him for the first time. He has Jena sitting across his lap, wrapped in his arms, tears are falling silently down her cheeks. She hasn’t said anything since my very brief explanation of Tyler. I’m glad he has

and be able to report back to Nathaniel and see if we can get his eyes in the sky. Mateo is right, this is a threat and the way the rest of you reacted, this is not a new concept for