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My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

Chapter 130
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Sof the Omegas bring up food and everything is thoroughly checked before anyone is allowed to eat. I have wanted to be a warrior for as long as I can remember, but this Is the first tit has really hitwhat that would look like.

Fighting is one thing, it's actually the easy part, but the unknown threats, the things that can mess with your mind if you think about them too long.

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This invisible threat, no one knows who's the villain, and there is always a villain. Sare just more extrthan others, but you have to watch out for them all, especially when you are responsible for the protection of sof the most important people in your pack.

We all sit on or around the Luna's bed and watch TV, or at least pretend to. She is constantly up walking around checking in with pack members and giving directions from her own little prison. The warriors watching us are walking around the suite, constantly checking the windows and doors.

They are trying to be discreet, but it is really just makingantsy. I don't know how many times I changed positions, but I felt the need to be close to each of my friends. I had to have physical contact with them all, but I can't do that with all of them at the stime.

So I let my instincts driveand shifted towards the person I was being drawn to. The intuition was kind of weird and exhausting. Eventually, I got tired enough and crawled in between Kota and Cam first, in our usual sandwich position, and I fell asleep immediately.

Their cocoon of warmth and safety allowed the last of my anxiety from the Luna's story to fade and I was able to rest properly. I'm not sure how long I was there, but all of a sudden my body heat kicked in and I had to move before I sweat to death. It was like someone kicked on a space heater in my chest and I was suffocating.

I carefully crawled out from their limbs, each wrapped aroundlike octopus tentacles, and slid to the floor at the end of the bed with Sierra and Sam who were in the middle of saction movie.

The sky was growing darker outside, but it couldn't be more than late afternoon. She was sitting in between his legs, so I just laid on my side using their right thighs as a pillow. Sam casually draped his arm on my side and Sierra started playing with my hair, lullingback to sleep.

Like before, my body heat raged wakingup from a deep dreamless sleep, but as I tried to move, I realized my body was being trapped by something. Trying not to panic, with everything else going on, I look around and notice I have turned into Sierra with my face buried in her hip. I can still smell Sam, but there is something else, vanilla and spices.

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Mateo. His strong arm is wrapped aroundand has my back pulled tight to his chest. He's using Sierra's leg as a pillow as well. I take another deep breath of their combined scents and feel calmness wash over me, but the heat is going to kill me. I have to move.

I dislodge his heavy arm from aroundand look around to find Oliver's legs sticking out from the side of the Luna's bed.

I crawl over in the darkness, the sliver of moonlight the only thing allowingto make out their shapes in the still room, to see him lying on his back

with his left arm draped over his eyes. This must be his go-to spot for sleeping I move to his right side, with my head propped on the edge of his pillow, face pressed into his bicep as I wrap both arms around his massive arm, like a child hugging their favorite toy. And again, I drift off.

"Not until she does." The gruff mumble from Oliver alertsto people talking around king around me, Cam groggy and keep my eyes closed as I try to figure out what I'm hearing as the last dregs of sleep lift away from me.

"Well, then wake her up, I'm not leaving without her, and by now she's probably starving." Cam's whisper is stern and matter of fact, but at the mention of eating my stomach makes itself known with a loud garbled prowl. "See, starving." X