My Secret, My Bully, My Mates. novel Chapter 208

He stepped over to the trainer who was keeping time and grabbed a water and a towel before turning back to the group and dividing us up into pairs. I am pulled over to Warrior Osiston.

“When can I train with the group, this seems like a punishment now. Did I do something wrong that you keep separating me from them?” I look at him, needing answers. They brought me here, I didn’t request it. I was perfectly fine waiting until I was old enough, but now something feels off like they are regretting bringing me here, but can’t send me away either. So they are just tolerating me, waiting to figure out what to do with me.

“Not punishment, just acclimating.” He says cryptically.

“Seriously? That’s the best you could come up with? I can handle the truth. If you don’t think I’m ready just say so. I know you don’t want to send me back to my pack, and I’m not sure I want to be there right now anyway. But, I could just do school here, I don’t have to be in training if you all have decided you don’t want me here or I’m not ready or whatever.” I try to keep the hurt out of my voice, but I don’t think I did a very good job.

I’ve only been here a couple days, but this feels right. Even with Audrina breathing her clear dislike down my neck every possible chance, this is where I’m supposed to be. The old sting of not being wanted or good enough slices through my heart though. I wanted to come here to get away from that. I have been working so hard the last year on being accepted for me. The guys and Sierra really helped too. Being seen and wanted felt good and now the idea of going back to being the girl that was just kept for image’s sake, but not really wanted or needed around chaffed.

Dinner was uneventful, thank the Goddess. I’m not sure if it’s because Of my session with Warrior Nickolas or if everyone is tired from the hours of shifting and fighting, but I won’t complain either way.

“When you are ready, I really want to hear the story behind the scars on your back. That’s not something that just happens and you ignore. I am actually curious if you are so good because of the scars or if you got the scars because you are so good.” Lillian muses like this is the most normal dinner conversation ever.