My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

"Can I touch it? Now that I know I'm connected, will it hurt me if I touch the fire?"

Elena and Gentry look at each other. "We don't know. And, until we know if it is harmful or helpful, I would advise not making contact."

Elena pushes my hand down, I didn't even know it was raised. I look at my hand confused. Why was I about to do that?

"Let's see if we can connect you to it now that it appears to have a consciousness of some kind. If you can connect with it we can make sure that Adrielle no longer has control which will protect your pack." Gentry holds her hand out to me and I take it without any hesitation.

If I can protect my pack and keep all my mates and friends safe, there is no question of me doing everything in my power.

"Wait!" Cam stops Gentry's chanting. "What can we do? We aren't leaving her to do this on her own, but we need directions."

Mateo are to our left. Sierra and Sam are

to have to f*cking fight for me. I can feel my temper flare and my wolf's anger at our whole life being threatened. The black and purple fire in front of me flares to match my thoughts. It has gone from a normal height to at least four feet tall. And I can see a red hue crawling up from the center of the basin it

red crawl through the black and purple flame and I feel the flames relax as if the red color of my anger is burning away some impurity. Then the base of the flame turns silver. This time eating through the black and purple of the flame leaving an almost invisible flame behind. I keep focusing, letting my instincts

my friends and family, the pups, all of the new wolves that have come to us for refuge from the Rogue King. An orange light flashes in the

the tests we are about

shades of blue swirl in the

intuition, healing and communication. Your new pack net members need to heal just and

for what can I what my pack. I will accept r it is willing to give.