My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

***"I'm getting Halloween vibes right now, Midge. What's with the orange and black smoke?"*** Lil asks.

***"At this point I am going to trust the magic that's helping us out and I will sit down and have it explain all the nuances to us later. I think I remember from the color clearing though that orange gave strength and a bunch of stuff like that and black was definitely protection."***

***"I will take both and thank the magic for me. We should name your magic since we seem to think of it as another sentient part of you." Jena laughs. "It's like you have another person in there with you and your wolf. We can't just keep saying 'it' when we mention it."***

I never thought of that, but she's right. I have started talking about my magic like I talk about my wolf.

***"Do you have a suggestion?"*** I ask, this time dodging a rogue wolf coming at me. This one easily went down with a broken neck. They shouldn't be this easy to take out. Especially with the numbers they have.

***"STEVE!"*** Lil shouts at us.

***"Why 'Steve?' Where the hell did that come from?"*** Jena asks as her wolf takes another chunk out of Vincent's arm. At this point he is just going to bleed to death fighting us.

***"Well, apparently Steve likes his name cause Skylar is on fire, literally."*** Sierra laughs at me.

***"OH SH*T! Go run a few of these random f*ckers over. You are seriously a fireball!"*** Lil shouts at me.

much better in our favor. I can feel the spike of adrenaline coursing through our veins. This is like old times, Working off each other's strengths and using every moment of opportunity to drive a damaging blow to the most vulnerable spot. He still hasn't shifted, we are tearing into his skin with our teeth and claws and he won't or can't

look even though every fiber of my being wants me to force my wolf's eyes just enough for me to see my mates are alright. I can feel them, I know they are fine, but I can at least sympathize with their being angry earlier. I hate this feeling. The pull to constantly check on them is very overwhelming and irritating. I can feel them, I don't need to be stuck to

though. He's gone to so much trouble to get here, I don't think stopping is an option. We are all panting and covered in dirt from rolling around and being thrown around. Even

towards him, death is the only look in her eyes. She didn't get to kill Mike. I regret taking that closure from her. My reaction to Mike was uncontrolled and he should have suffered far worse than he did and she should have had a hand in his final moments. But she will take this life for all her suffering. Before me, she was the one Vincent and Mike had chosen to carry on their bloodline. They killed her family because she's an Alpha female and took her from her home, then abused and r*ped her repeatedly. Causing the kind

entire area rumbles and quakes. Static

THE HELL ARE

careful, the ground is starting to open up in

barely miss causing her to drop down to her belly. This time I do look around, but

of

way It's

know. Would Adrielle let

I

mate? Now wolves descend from everywhere. I can't tell if they are coming from the warehouses themselves or just around them, but they are massive, enhanced like Vincent. They have red

at the mouth like

rabid.