My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

"Repeat it, please! Talk to Oliver if you can't talk directly to me, but say the words, PLEASE!" I gowl out between clenched teeth. I have started to sweat and feel really nauseous.

Dakota gets the words out and we all start to vibrate. I have chills running through my whole body. Every time Cam opens his mouth he seems to choke on his words.

I cried out this time. "Cameron, please!" Another sob wracks through my body. "Do this, for me, please." I dig my nails in his arm, holding on for dear life.

He finally whispers the words and the searing pain is worse than when Kaley put silver in my whip wounds. Just like then, I throw up everything in my stomach, which isn't much, thanks to skipping lunch during the drama with the Alpha, but my stomach doesn't get the memo and I continue to dry heave. My hands are molded to the twins arms, I couldn't let go if someone tried to rip my hands off.

Both twins heave forward, dragging me with them. All of us hit the floor on our knees, then a black mist starts to pull from their mouths, like a demon leaving their bodies. It swirls up and away from us. I don't know how long this goes on for but I can feel my energy being forcefully drained out of me, through my hands and into their arms.

Then all noise stops. It's like being in a decompression chamber, heavy and disconcerting, while also being comfortable. I have a kind of out of body experience as I feel my sweaty fingers peel off the twins and my body starts to slump forward. I know it's happening, but have no control over my body to stop the movement that's happening. Then everything goes black.

I hear that incessant beeping, why am I always waking up to beeping?

"Ugh, what the f*ck?" I mumble and my tongue feels like sandpaper. "I need water."

I smell honey, which is expected, but then citrus and cinnamon too. I take another deep inhale and instantly feel my body relax and my mind clear. I blink my eyes open, but I'm sluggish, my body doesn't want to move. I'm sitting on the cot, my back against a pillow and my head is on a shoulder. Cam is on my right, leaning in to me. Oliver on my left, as my pillow and Kota is on the floor, his head tilted back on a pillow in front of my knees. I smile at the deja vu.

my warrior senses telling me I'm being watched, which is probably what woke

front of my face, blocking my view

the scariest f*cking thing I have ever seen. That was worse than finding you

know that? Or does he just not like that Oliver got to me? I don't remember a thing about who was there that night. Kota takes a deep breath in and sits

the cup at my lips and I take a long pull of water and close my eyes to savor the cool sensation on my tongue. It feels like I haven't had a drink in a week. I take another, partly to stall. When I open my eyes again, there

the rest of them." I wave my heavy hand, gesturing towards

have you done that?" Gamma Brett asks.

super intelligent right

know that was going to happen?" He points up and my jaw drops. There in the center of the ceiling is a huge black burn mark about eight feet

scoff. "Again, nothing like this happened with anyone else. I thought it might have been more intense because it was the two of them together. That's all." I go to sit up, but I can't move my body. "What's wrong with me?" I ask. "I feel like I got hit by a bus and then backed over a couple of

really over that look on you, by the way. Then you collapsed and they couldn't

is in the room. He has

placed on them, but there wasn't room for both and you literally ripped it out of them and it is currently hanging over our heads like a