My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

Chapter 0154

“Sam told them that Sierra and I were evaluating their performances during patrols and they came to ask for help. I guess they are worried about

failing if Kaley’s dad can't rig anything in their favor. They've probably never had to truly work for something before” I shrug, turning to put my book

back in my bag.

“Huh. You need to eat something, you are not gaining weight fast enough and you are tiny enough as it is."

He slides a tray with a sandwich, chips, veggies, fruit and water on it towards me, then turns and just leaves.

I just blink and take another deep breath and try to remember that he is taking care of me in his own caveman way. It’s a sign of him trying to mend

fences that he came over in the first place and as much as I want to throw it away to show 1 am still angry with them and I don’t want to prove he is

right.

But I am hungry and the doc said I wasn't eating enough for my activity level, so I eat everything, quickly, then get up to throw my stuff out and head

to our next class without a backward glance. The presence of six bodies behind me tells me I have a full escort this time.

next couple days are more of the same mundane routine, but I really don’t mind routine.

are supposed

wasn't as big of a pain as she

something similar about Jeanie

are getting ready in the Luna's suite for the mating ball. You have zero choices in this matter and

Martha wants to see us at the diner first before we head over

plans are for this stupid dance. The casual

before actually attending the ball is wearing my nerves though. She has talked of nothing else all

classes. I am also doing the mental math and do

get ready

have made my peace with going with her and the guys and I have determined myself to have a good time, even if it is for Sierra's sake alone. I

excitement about the whole ordeal. We have one more class for the

turns

Luna Ava and Delta Kyle trust me in there by myself. None of us really talk, just work.

decide if I am

packhouse gym for convenience, and the

be happening at the packhouse. We apparently have to have a different outfit for this party than the dresses we are

to the dance.

that our “after- dresses’ will be hanging in

we're missing.” She keeps rambling as my eyebrows rise farther into my hairline and I