My Secret, My Bully, My Mates. Series

"You might be right about that," Lil says. "I only had to put up with her briefly, but she was a spoiled pain in the ass. Her dad was the one you had to watch for. He's an elder in his pack and one of the more sneaky ones."

"Yeah, her dad was not happy about me attending meetings with Alpha Reggie, Luna Anne and Xander. Or that I was allowed to help with protection plans and strategies. And his Alpha was kind of an idiot. That was one of the more fun conversations I had during the conference."

"From what I understand you were the first person to shut that Alpha up during a planning session...ever." Lil laughs.

"That's because he's stupid and I said as much without saying the actual words. We helped his pack while providing assistance to the surrounding packs that actually got attacked that year. Kyle and I worked with them on a defense strategy that he never implemented and then he wanted more help in the form of Royal Pack warriors doing patrols around his pack. I think he just assumed no one knew about our pack's involvement in that situation and no one would question his needs."

"Wait, which Alpha is that? And when did you help Kyle with pack assistance?" Dakota asks from behind me. Squeezing my hip, teasing me for yet another thing they don't really know about me.

"I helped Brett and Kyle forever ago. It was the first time I was allowed off of pack grounds to do anything warrior related. We really didn't do a whole lot, but helped with patrols while their warriors healed and helped with some extra training and strategies to be more efficient. Alpha Brecc thought that he should have gotten help too, even though his pack wasn't attacked at all. His is one of the packs bordered by the sea on one side and surrounded by the three packs that did actually suffer from attacks. He claimed that they were in more danger because of the ocean access. We gave him strategies and even drew up watchtower plans that, at the time of the conference, he still hadn't constructed. He just wanted Royal Pack warriors to patrol." I shrug, because I still don't understand his logic.

"You putting an Alpha in his place doesn't tell us why one of their Elder's daughters came to you here, now. And how the hell did she know where to find you and get here? I thought Brett said no one but Osiston was getting in or out of whatever barrier, perimeter thing is keeping us isolated." Dakota keeps going with his questioning.

"Maybe it's only against our pack members getting out?" Sam suggests. "I mean no one wants any of us to test the theory and Osiston said that warriors are on standby, hidden not far from that location when we need them, but he doesn't want to come in and scare off whoever is out there right now, prolonging the eventual fight. Maybe she was able to just waltz in." He shrugs.

"Or maybe she's working with the Rogue King." Jena adds. "I never got to meet her, but she was one of two that was pretty upset at how close you were to Xander, right. I know one of them threatened you, or something."

All three of my mates barely contained their growls.

"Okay, 'threatened' is kind of giving Charlene too much credit. She tried to attack me like a political princess, not a warrior, it was stupid and I made sure she knew it too. Olympia's pack was one of the packs that Kyle and Brett helped after an attack, it had a ton of damage, the most if I remember right. But I think her and Charlene were probably at the Royal Pack or somewhere else out of harm's way, since I met almost everyone from the packs that were affected and I didn't meet them until I was with Xander and Alpha Reggie for the conference. I don't know if she would work with the Rogue King of her own free will, but she did seem alright playing her dad's puppet willingly. Who knows."

"We are going to circle back to you helping with a pack relief effort and none of us knowing about it, Shorty, but where did Olympia go, since she obviously didn't get to see you?"

I look at Sierra and Jena, who sound like they were the ones who saw her, and raise my eyebrows. I wouldn't put it past either of them to welcome her in and then put her in a prisoner cell just for being b*tchy to me one time.

"What?! Do you think we would do anything to her before getting information?" Sierra tries really hard to look offended.

"Yes, I very much think you would. I think sometimes you are more defensive of me than the guys are."Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

I laugh as a chorus of 'heys' comes from all sides of me.

"You know we would defend you Smalls. That's not even a question." Dakota squeezes my ankle.

"I do know that, but the difference between guy friends and girl friends is the level of petty my girl friends will stoop to on my behalf."

"Hell yes! And no we did not chain

her up somewhere, but I do have a

couple places in mind if she turns out to be one of the bad guys. I figured shouldn't jump to

conclusions since our allies are so few Jena chimes in and we all

laugh again, although / all

serious.

she's

"So where is she then?" I raise my eyebrow at them. I know she isn't in a comfortable place if she's here somewhere.

"She's in one of the border houses, under guard, locked in a bedroom. She is comfortable and we made sure she was fed, but she wouldn't talk to anyone but you and seemed perfectly content to be contained until you came to her. So she is either here to spy or she doesn't mind a night of protection from whatever is out there even if she is locked up." Jena finally tells me. "And you are not going to see her tonight. You just got your mates and you are going to just sit here for once and hang out. She will be there in the morning and if anything happens the guards will let us know."