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.

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

my body are ready 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 hanging back to be the next attack. All of this plotting takes only a matter of a minute or so. I'm getting ready to go on the offensive and mess up

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

would be my first line of attack. It can get too out of control too quickly. That's the major thing I have learned from all of this magic stuff, each spell has its limitations, but magic cast and left alone with no direction can be catastrophic,

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 though. The wind is also freely available, so I think a dust