Chapter 0011
My Secret, My Bully, My Mates.
Skylar POV
âWhat bonfire?â Sierra looks at me accusingly.
I shrug my shoulders. âI donât do parties because I donât have friends. So I donât usually pay
attention to the social scene.â I look down at the ground after that word vomit confession. Taking a
deep breath I look back up at Sierra. I wonder when she is going to figure out I am not someone to
know and she'll move on like everyone else.
Sam looks at me and chuckles a bit but then quickly turns confused when I donât join in laughing
then looks between the two of us. He clears his throat. âWe have a bonfire the weekend following
the first full week of classes. Which happens to be tonight, you should both come. Itâs in the clearing
in the woods behind the packhouse, nothing too crazy, but it is tradition. Will you come? Please say
youâll be there.â Heâs looking at Sierra with big puppy dog eyes. Is he pouting?!
âOf course! We canât break tradition!â Her cheery personality shines through. âIs there a dress code
for this particular get-together or is it come as you are?â She smiles up at him. So, this is what
flirting looks like up close, interesting. She definitely does it better than Kaley, I think I get the appeal
now.
He looks a little lost for a second before blinking and coming back to his senses. âCome as you are,
but I would dress warm, itâs already starting to cool off and the clearing is in a bit of a valley that
holds the cooler air.â
âWhat time?â
âWe are going to start setting everything up now, so you can come whenever, but the bonfire is lit
near dark, so like 9. But, really you can come whenever.â He smiles at Sierra. Itâs really cute to
watch him flirt. I donât even know if he realizes thatâs what heâs doing. She seems to have him under
a spell.
âWell then, we will see you later Sam.â She smiles at him again and she gets into her car, I follow
suit. Once we are both in and the doors are closed she looks over at me. âOkay, I was just trying to
get us away from the b*tch trio and the hot brigade, but after all of that I really am hungry, whereâs
the best burger place here?â
âThe hot brigade? Really?â I question her, shaking my head. She just laughs as she starts the car.
I laugh and start giving her directions. We eat and head to her place which just so happens to be at
the end of our block. âI didnât realize your aunt and uncle were some of our lead warriors. That
would explain your fighting skills. I guess I never really asked about you today, sorry about that.â I
look down at my lap as I sit on her bed as she digs through her closet.
âDonât worry about it, we have plenty of time to get to know each other. And what I want to know
right now is what do you mean âyou donât do parties because you donât have friendsâ? Youâre not
going to just slide that into conversation and hope no one heard it.â I cringe. After I said it, I felt like I
was whining.
âExactly that, I do not have friends, I donât go to parties, no one chooses to hang out with me. They
mostly choose to avoid me. Itâs been like that for a long time. You are the first person I have had
more than one conversation in a row that wasnât in school about an assignment or at training.â I
shrug. Itâs weird though when I used to think that stuff to myself it hurt, but I feel nothing now, like I
am numb to the fact that I am avoided unless absolutely necessary by my peers. That canât be
good.
âThatâs a lot to unpack and I have a feeling the silver laced whip marks on your back fall into this
same story too, right?â
âWait, what? How did you know they were silver laced whip marks?â Iâm stunned, thatâs oddly
specific knowledge to just guess and I told Delta Kyle by accident over mindlink today. No one else
knows.
âI will allow the topic to change, but we are going to circle back to the friends thing. My parents are
chemists. I already told you they work for our Alpha King. Many of the things they work on are
chemical weapons and antidotes for war.â I flinch at the thought that her parents make things to
harm other wolves, things like the silver powder that was rubbed into my wounds. âDonât look at me
like that. They arenât bad people, but they have seen bad things. Itâs their job to know the worst
things that could be done to our Alphas and the Alpha king and be able to stop it or reverse it.
Sometimes they have had to reverse engineer some of the things used in battles. Thatâs one of the
reasons I am here, my parents are on some mission I donât even have details about. It wasnât safe
for me to be alone, but it would be odd if I stayed with people in my pack for too long since I
normally stay by myself when they travel. So staying with family was the best cover for my
protection.â She leans back out of her closet and attempts to glare at me, but her happy features
donât really do that look. âThis goes without saying, but keep that to yourself.â