My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

"What do you mean trials?" Jena asks.

"Oh, babe, you missed it." Mateo starts going into detail about how the trials worked and how I got special permission after Osiston and Nikolas saw me during our regular training in the pack. But I had to stop listening, I needed to concentrate. None of my guys are going to give me any sympathy.

him look like a complete idiot. All three are in a fighting stance, they've stopped circling since they know my brother is right and they won't confuse me, so looking alike isn't a benefit for them. I can tell that they are talking to each other. They aren't talking out loud or using their mouths at all, but it's as if I can read their minds like someone would read lips. They are deciding who is going to attack first. They aren't coming at me all

to counter him. He's on my left and Dakota is on my right, leaving Oliver at my back. He's two steps further than Cam and Kota. Maybe he can read my mind and is

and they think they don't have to work as hard because there are three of them and they have the size advantage."*** She has taken to this wolf thing very well. I really need to sit down with her and talk through all the things going on with me and my dad and how all of this is supposed to work when we

is around us. There isn't anything fire based near, and I don't think that would be my first line of attack. It can get too out of control too

plentiful. The whole arena is a dirt patch. I can feel water running under the ground, but it is too deep to pull quickly. I might be able to make a trench or moat if needed