My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

"Every warrior keeps stats, there's no way you didn't count if you're as good as everyone says." She puts her hand on her hip, letting me know that my answer wasn't good enough, but there's still no animosity in her tone, just logic.

"You're right, I normally do, I'm actually really competitive, but I also went into trials this year under the impression that it was just an assessment for my trainers to see me with warriors from outside packs and for me to learn. I'm only fifteen, we had to get special permission just for that. Alpha Reggie allowed it because it was hosted at my pack, otherwise I don't think I would have even been able to participate this year. So my focus was more on watching the people around me in battle scenarios."

"What were your takeaways then?" Her eyes light up when she asks.

"Were you there? I feel like I would remember you even if you fought in your wolf form only."

Something about this girl draws me in, kindred spirit maybe. I vaguely hear someone say, 'we lost her.' And a response of 'we lost them both.' But I couldn't be bothered, another warrior who might have been at trials like Wyatt and Lillian, makes me feel closer to home somehow, that connection still alive even with everything that has happened since then.

between my birthday and the next

Either way you have something to look forward

if you're only fifteen, why are you in Elite

my face, I take a deep breath and give a half truth. "Alpha Reggie, Warrior Osiston and Warrior Nathaniel decided that since I was ahead in school, that it would be okay for me to come and do a modified training and education schedule here. It was an opportunity I couldn't refuse." I left out the part about not being able to refuse because was

might try to probe more, but she must see something

they are sometimes overlooked when warriors start to advance. I noticed that my ground work and grappling need to improve. I'm small so I try not to let the fight go to the ground, then my opponent's size can be used against me. No matter how skilled I am, if my arms and or legs are pinned I can't use them to

should workout together. I bet my dad

would be great! I love working with new people." I almost

to work with Xander and I." Oscar pretends to