My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

"What do you mean trials?" Jena asks.

"Oh, babe, you missed it." Mateo starts going into detail about how the trials worked and how I got special permission after Osiston and Nikolas saw me during our regular training in the pack. But I had to stop listening, I needed to concentrate. None of my guys are going to give me any sympathy.

Dakota already said he wanted to make sure I didn't make him look like a complete idiot. All three are in a fighting stance, they've stopped circling since they know my brother is right and they won't confuse me, so looking alike isn't a benefit for them. I can tell that they are talking to each other. They aren't talking out loud or using their mouths at all, but it's as if I can read their minds like someone would read lips. They are deciding who is going to attack first. They aren't coming at me all together. Interesting. I would have two attack while one watches for the reaction and initiates a second attack. They still don't want to hurt me, I am still their biggest weakness. I just shake my head, but I keep all emotion off my face. I am not going to egg them on or look intimidated.

ready to counter him. He's on my left and Dakota is on my right, leaving Oliver at my back. He's two steps further than Cam and Kota. Maybe he can read my mind and is hanging back to be the next attack. All of this plotting takes only a matter of a minute or so. I'm getting ready to go on the offensive and mess up their whole plan, when

the size advantage."*** She has taken to this wolf thing very well. I really need to sit down with her and talk through all the things going on with me and my dad and how all of this is supposed

and I don't think that would be my first line of attack. It

ground, but it is too deep to pull quickly. I might be able to make a

time I moved straight in Dakota's path and he almost grabbed me, catching the hem of my tank top instead. I duck and spin, twisting his arm in it as Cam makes another run at me. I duck