My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

Yes sir.

Osiston walks me to the elevators and we move silently to my room once we are on the family floor. I don't know if his silence is comforting or imposing, but I do know that I am tired. I am tired of having to fight with these guys who think they are better than me because of my age, my gender, my size and who knows what else they are judging me for. It will never go away and I can keep my face at least passive in their presence, but it takes a lot of energy.

Before I can even think any further on the topic I am wrapped up in a hug and squeezed so tight, I think a rib may have cracked. Xander's pine scent washes over me and it takes me a second to respond. I just realized he wasn't down in the meeting with us.

"I'm glad you're alright. It was hard to watch you be taken away after all of that."

"I'm glad you were able to get to me in time. I think if they would have tried to double team me I would have been a goner. I really do need a ton of work, that was ridiculous. I have never been so out classes in my life."

trying to lift me up, but it feels like pity or a participation pep talk. "I didn't even smell them come up behind us. There is no

of us scented them, that's not on you." He argues

when others can't. There has only been one other time I couldn't catch a scent." I look right at Xander hoping he understands. "I need to have Mina work me over. I should have

name?" Speak of

would tell

had little slashes everywhere. It took both Doc Gannon and Doc Sylvia hours to figure it out. And of course they had to

Guinea pig when it comes to the Docs. They are fascinated