My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

Sierra was a really good fighter, but so was I. She is really tall compared to me. She has to be like 5'7" and my 5' 1" stature can't compare, but we are built similarly which helps with learning the new movements. Her black sports bra and leggings accentuate all the tan and defined muscles in her body, she could be a supermodel with her curves. I have muscles too, and am actually pretty defined, but I prefer to not show much skin, it helps hide the injuries, so I tend to appear overweight. Today I have baggy sweatpants and t-shirt on. I also have a tank top on under the t- shirt. I learned the hard way my scars and bruising can be found in the heat of a match if I don't have layers. I don't want anyone to see them and pity me or pretend to try to help. It sounds stupid and my wolf an I have gone around and around, but I don't want help from people who couldn't be bothered to help me when I was recieveing the scars in the first place. It's easy for them to make themselves feel better by offering help or assistance, saying I “just have to ask,’ but in reality they are the same people who turn a blind eye because their own self preservation is more important than doing what's right. So I keep my pain hidden

I like to stay as invisible as possible, but I love sparring. I typically stick to the back of the training group and only work with warriors that are here to help Delta Kyle train. He has seen my separation from the group and, I'm sure, has an idea why, so he makes sure there is a warrior there to partner with me.

I don't know if it's me or my beta blood but the thrill and adrenaline rush of a good fight always makes my day better. I am actually a really skilled fighter, even though I let Kaley and her minions beat me up. It's just better that she targets only me and not someone else who can't take the abuse. I don't fight back, I learned a long time ago that the beat down goes quick if they get bored. And I don't get in trouble if I don't throw any hits at all, since those do seem to show up on videos and leave marks for a long time. Kayley had a black eye for a week once not long after I got my wolf, it was chalked up to my beta blood and a lucky swing, I didn't argue. But the punishment was terrible. I was suspended from school for the week and my dad locked me in my room and told Mary she wasn't allowed to talk to me or feed me. She did neither of those things and she made sure I had all of my work and took my assignments to school for me so nothing was late. I wasn't giving anyone any more reasons to punish me.

Delta Kyle and a few of the advanced pack warriors are walking around correcting form and giving feedback. “Nice job ladies, you both seem to be the first to grasp the concept I was trying to teach today.” Delta Kyle says then leans a little closer. “Even the young alphas and beta didn't catch on as quickly and they are still struggling.” He whispers and winks at us. “But don't tell them I said that.” We both giggle, setting up to run the move again.

Delta.” I say. He knew the jab to my brother would make me smile. He's seen me work my tail off even if he doesn't get the chance to help me as much outside of the group training we do here. I think that is my father's doing, making my brother and the other future leaders

we? I ask

energy seeping into my muscles, I don't want to hurt Sierra, but if the boys need a lesson, they are going to

and the laughing jackass isn't a priority. “No one could complete that

less than ten and I better not find out which pansy ass insulted us or he's going down too. She clips out. I can feel my muscels

Is Delta Kyle's only, very dry,