My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

The clash of fangs and claws echoed through the forest, and the wolves exchanged ferocious blows. The movements are so fast it's hard to tell who caught these guys. I am stuck momentarily watching the beauty of the movement. Then I see it, the dark gray, almost black wolf with a small white patch on his front, crouches down and snarls at one of the mangy looking rogues.

Oliver.

It's Oliver's wolf and he's beautiful in his furious glory. Before I can even say anything, he lunges at the rogue, clamps down on his neck and rips back. The rogue stood no chance against him. He turns towards the other rogue engaged with his partner.

"Oliver! I need him alive!" I shout through our link and it feels almost rusty and slow.

Oliver's wolf whips his head towards us as we run forward, then looks back to the rogue lunging forward and sinking his teeth into its back flank. The rogue howls in pain, but there's enough damage that he can't fight anymore. The rogue falls to his side panting and whimpering.

Oliver's patrol buddy shifts and it's one of the teens that trained with us forever ago. I can't remember his name, but he has certainly grown up. I don't pay much attention though, I only have eyes for my friend. I slowly walk up to him, still in my wolf form and he lets out

a little growl which makes me pause. Then he shifts and stands there in all his naked glory.

curious once over. I can feel Lillian and

It comes out like

accusing. I nod and take a tentative step forward. "But

four others. We need to question this one.

I start to giggle and it feels

it with my own eyes, you're really back!" His smile is infectious as he picks me up in a hug and spins me

to

crashing right into me. "1am so happy to see you!" He breathes into

tighten my arms around his

again. I don't want to keep explaining myself. I pull a silver collar out of one of my cargo pockets and take it over to the rogue. He's shifted back to

to be questioned. Can we put him