My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

Sierra was a really good fighter, but so was I. She is really tall compared to me. She has to be like 5'7" and my 5' 1" stature can't
compare, but we are built similarly which helps with learning the new movements. Her black sports bra and leggings accentuate
all the tan and defined muscles in her body, she could be a supermodel with her curves. I have muscles too, and am actually
pretty defined, but I prefer to not show much skin, it helps hide the injuries, so I tend to appear overweight. Today I have baggy
sweatpants and t-shirt on. I also have a tank top on under the t- shirt. I learned the hard way my scars and bruising can be found
in the heat of a match if I don't have layers. I don't want anyone to see them and pity me or pretend to try to help. It sounds
stupid and my wolf an I have gone around and around, but I don't want help from people who couldn't be bothered to help me
when I was recieveing the scars in the first place. It's easy for them to make themselves feel better by offering help or
assistance, saying I “just have to ask,’ but in reality they are the same people who turn a blind eye because their own self
preservation is more important than doing what's right. So I keep my pain hidden
I like to stay as invisible as possible, but I love sparring. I typically stick to the back of the training group and only work with
warriors that are here to help Delta Kyle train. He has seen my separation from the group and, I'm sure, has an idea why, so he
makes sure there is a warrior there to partner with me.
I don't know if it's me or my beta blood but the thrill and adrenaline rush of a good fight always makes my day better. I am
actually a really skilled fighter, even though I let Kaley and her minions beat me up. It's just better that she targets only me and
not someone else who can't take the abuse. I don't fight back, I learned a long time ago that the beat down goes quick if they get
bored. And I don't get in trouble if I don't throw any hits at all, since those do seem to show up on videos and leave marks for a
long time. Kayley had a black eye for a week once not long after I got my wolf, it was chalked up to my beta blood and a lucky
swing, I didn't argue. But the punishment was terrible. I was suspended from school for the week and my dad locked me in my
room and told Mary she wasn't allowed to talk to me or feed me. She did neither of those things and she made sure I had all of
my work and took my assignments to school for me so nothing was late. I wasn't giving anyone any more reasons to punish me.
Delta Kyle and a few of the advanced pack warriors are walking around correcting form and giving feedback. “Nice job ladies,
you both seem to be the first to grasp the concept I was trying to teach today.” Delta Kyle says then leans a little closer. “Even
the young alphas and beta didn't catch on as quickly and they are still struggling.” He whispers and winks at us. “But don't tell
them I said that.” We both giggle, setting up to run the move again.
“You got it, Delta.” I say. He knew the jab to my brother would make me smile. He's seen me work my tail off even if he doesn't
get the chance to help me as much outside of the group training we do here. I think that is my father's doing, making my brother
and the other future leaders the priority, but I'm not actually sure.
Shall we? I ask my wolf.

Oh, kiddo, I thought you'd never ask. She replies. I can feel just the smallest hint of her energy seeping into my muscles, I don't
want to hurt Sierra, but if the boys need a lesson, they are going to get one.
I hear a laugh and skeptical murmurs from somewhere in the crowd, but I am too focused on Sierra, my warrior instinct has
kicked in and the laughing jackass isn't a priority. “No one could complete that move in under thirty seconds, let alone her.” A
snarky high pitched male voice says loud enough for everyone to hear and cause a low chorus of agreement. Now my blood is
boiling as is my wolf's.
We are taking her down in less than ten and I better not find out which pansy ass insulted us or he's going down too. She clips
out. I can feel my muscels vibrate with anticipation now.
“Just watch.” Is Delta Kyle's only, very dry, response. “Set...GO!"
I move immediately on the word “go’. I don't even give Sierra time to come at me. She responds quickly though and tries to feign
to the left then duck down to catch me with her shoulder. I'm too quick for her and as she starts to duck down I send a knee up
toward her chest and face, knocking the wind out of her. As her body comes up from the momentum I make an elbow strike to
her back and she reaches out to wrap her arms around my waist trying to force me down. Instead of fighting the momentum, I
allow it, but twist so I fall on top of her and shift to pin her throat to the ground with one of my knees and have her arm in a lock
she can't get out of.
My eyes are locked on Sierra's. Hers are wide in amazement, surprise maybe, I'm not really sure. The first thing I notice is
silence, not even breathing can be heard. The next is a hand patting me on the back. I look up and see Delta Kyle beaming at
me looking like he is fighting off laughter. What is funny? I don't understand.
“Less than ten seconds, damn, Sorry Sam, she beat your best take down time... by a lot!” Delta Kyle says loud and clear while
he shrugs his shoulders at his son, laughing a bit now, not being able to hold it back.
I stand up and help Sierra to her feet. “Sh*t you're fast. You're going to have to help me learn how to react like that.” She says
with a mischievous look in her eyes. I just nod, because what else is there to do? When she finds out where I fall in the high
school pecking order, she will not want anything to do with me. I do notice the crowd is more subdued than usual at the end of
training, but I also don't care so much, I took her down in under ten seconds. I had to fight a smile, that is something that would
for sure get me beat up, I'm not supposed to be good at anything. I grab my things and notice a presence beside me, Sierra is
just following my lead, without a word. It's kind of weird, but I don't say anything, I just turn around and start walking. We head
towards the locker room together. It's so strange to have someone walking next to me by choice.