My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

"I think so if Lil comes with to help. It will be plenty of time."

"What about me?" Jena whines. She's scouting not far from Wyatt.

"Not a chance." I responded. "I won't even go, because the temptation will be too great, you are going nowhere near those guys. It will be a massacre and we are not in a position to deal with that fallout."

"I'm ready, give me the go and scout, boss." Nathaniel says, ignoring Jena. He hates leaving her out, they have become close, but knows it's for her own good too.

"Me too." Lillian chimes in for the first time. "I will meet you at the back of the truck." She and Jena have been at each other's throats because we have been giving Lil all Jena's usual jobs on this mission. Not really what anyone wants, but it's necessary. So I have been keeping them as far apart as possible.

"Make sure you get in and get out. We don't have any way to mask your scent now, so they will know something is up if you go right in. You need to come from the front and when you leave each take a different direction, go as far out as you have to to cover your tracks. Then meet up with us."

"Understood." They both say.

about five minutes, get

back, hiding all of the obstacle equipment from the road. This is my safe place, my place to feel free, but it still isn't home. I don't know if I will feel home until I find my mate though. Like a piece of me is still missing,

working on your driving. You're getting really good now." Wyatt says looking back from the passenger

days and slept outside on the ground for the rest of them." Lillian

And I know Midge had

how long before I crash." I laugh at

Wyatt and Nathaniel have been taking turns teaching me to drive. They decided they were offended that I never broke any rules and didn't try to drive before I turned sixteen. It led to a lot of eye rolling on my part and razzing for being a goody goody for days from all of my friends. They are slowly trying to figure out how much of a rule follower I

It is so nice today even though we are deep into the summer. The air is warm, but not heavy and the breeze through the trees is just right. The different shades of green explode across the horizon and set my whole mind at ease after spending the last week overthinking what Mike and this rogue king are

to speak when he knows I am in my head about something. We just