My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

"Hey, don't do that. You are not weak."

"Are you a mind reader too?"

"It's my job to anticipate what the Luna Queen needs, which has me interacting with a lot of different people, including warriors. You all have a look when you feel inadequate in some way." He gives me a look like when Alpha Lucas is trying to get a point across without giving a direct answer. "I have seen warriors come back looking far worse than you from battle. It is just part of the dynamic here."

I nod and try to change the subject. "How old is the Royal Pack? Some of the buildings look like they grew out of the mountain."

about all the different histories of the Royal Pack that Barty knew of. It was really fascinating. Alpha Reggie's Great Great Grandfather was the first Alpha King of the Royal Pack. Which doesn't sound like that long ago, but as wolves we age more slowly than humans, so many Kings, who didn't die in battle, made it to close to a hundred before they even considered retiring. It sounds like they

well informed. What is my role exactly? Everyone at the warrior camp seems very confused that I would be invited to protect Prince Xander, but I can't think of any other reason

evening. Third, you can handle yourself. These pompous assholes seem to think that because they have been elected as an elder, they are entitled to a piece of the royal family, among other luxuries. Those with daughters will not appreciate the Alpha Prince having you on his arm all night, and that is where the Prince will keep you.

that and not me." We both laugh. Before I

just grew out of the side of the mountain. The circular drive pulls up to a set of double doors made of thick dark wood with black metal accents and handles. This seems to be a theme on all of the older buildings I have seen on the territory. There is nothing else but the entrance doors

the morning light. From here the castle extends