My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

I move the green grimoire to the counter and turn to give him a hug. "I am sorry that happened. I will try to be more aware of where everyone is."

"Don't, we don't want to interrupt your time with any of us. It can be so chaotic and there are three of us. You do whatever you want with us, we won't complain, I promise." He kisses me on the forehead and pulls me in for another hug.

"What's this Bitty?" He reaches for the book.

"It's a grimoire, I think. It's not mine and I don't know of anyone else who has one. It was on the bookshelves. I thought maybe it was given to Lucas. It feels cold and angry when I open it, like the book doesn't want me to read it. I was going to ask Gentry and Elena about it today."

"If it isn't friendly, let's not open it any more and get down to them sooner rather than later." Cam jumps up to help cook, ending that conversation abruptly. He's been the most wary of the magic since he found out about the deal his parents made.

Dakota and I get out plates and make coffee. It feels so domestic and foreign and yet familiar all at the same time. I lean back against the low cabinets separating the kitchen from my sitting room and watch them like I used to watch all the guys from the patio when they would clean up after big dinners by the pool.

"What has that smile on your face?" Dakota walks over and grabs my hand to bring me back to the island.

"Just a little deja vu, watching you guys in the kitchen together." I smile and follow him to the island. They actually let me sit in a chair this morning, all by myself. We ate and talked about nothing in particular and then got ready like this is our normal everyday.

I am attacked by Sierra. She acts like we didn't see each other at all yesterday. Well,

not to kill anyone alright?" She sing-songs as she leads me

pieces. It feels wrong to just leave it like that, but we have bigger

to the farthest edge of the arena and Sierra turns me towards

her hands on her hips and

them test your blind

I figured they would find a way to make her Luna and the

us take out the trash, you would have been

behind

Ava was a great Luna, so is Luna Anne." I ask, now

eyes when my wolf reminds me to use all of my senses. I know I can feel them around me, so I don't actually need to look. I can smell each one of them individually, so I can even tell which way they are circling. I can hear the sounds of the dirt shifting under their feet and I have been with Lil and Jena on plenty of missions. I

my left side, which was my weaker side, but I grab her wrist before she even gets two steps closer to me and whip her around into Sierra. Jena takes her chance. She tries to jump at me from my right side, I just duck and let her jump over me. It all seems pretty standard sparring so far. They keep coming at me and I keep dodging them, not really putting in any effort. My wolf is

Whatever.

I am working out and training, but they are panting and sweaty. I look over