My Secret, My Bully, My Mates. novel Chapter 537

I blink and the figure is gone, but the people on the ground remain surrounded by the velvety dark blue ink swirling just off the ground unchanging, motionless.

“I got you Smalls.”

“Take a deep breath Bitty.”

“Come on Tiny, some back to us.”

I hear the words, but I can’t believe them. I’m still staring at their unmoving forms. It’s their voices in my head because I want to hear them so badly. I can feel pressure on my arms, but I can’t look down. Why can’t I move? This isn’t right. Something is off. I focus back on my three guys lying on the ground, but their voices are all around me.

“That’s it, blink, look at us, focus, Tiny.”

“We’re right here.” I feel hands on my cheeks, but no one is there. What is happening? Is the Rogue King using magic to disorient me? Magic. Wait, what was I doing before this? Magic, Gentry and Elena were doing magic. I’m part of the spell. It’s not real. But, if it isn’t real why can’t I look away? I can’t turn off the vision. I try to pull away.

“No, Bitty. Stay here. Don’t move. Breathe. Listen.”

“Tiny, let me have some of the fear. Let us help you.” Dakota is talking to me, but he can’t be. He’s in front of me shredded and not moving. “I’m here, let me help.” I feel arms tighten around my waist and my back is flush with a broad taught chest. I take a breath in. Cinnamon. I smell Dakota right behind me. “That’s it, Smalls. Let us help.”

I lean back, I hope my instincts are right. This whole thing is so strange I have two realities going on. The one I can see and the one I can hear and I can’t make the two match up.

“We’re still here Bitty. Think and look, control it. See past the illusion.”

“I can’t” It’s all I can whisper.

“Yes, you can, TIny. We’re here, feel it.” I can feel large fingers lacing with mine and then squeezing tight, almost painfully.

“What is taking so long?” Someone behind me growls in question.

“This one seems to have more layers, multi purpose. This is one being used to control you boys as well as whatever illusions have been keeping everyone under control. There is a lot to unpack. Skylar, I need you to fight this with us. Wherever you see, whatever is causing you pain right now, look through it, see through the illusion. Find the truth. This one is for you to break.”

“But not as rough as the first two and I’m starting to figure out the magic. We only have a few more days and these have to go before we can deal with the fire back at the pack house. I’m okay, I will probably pass out and need you three to carry me home and snuggle with me, but if we all expect it then we can deal with it.” I touch his cheek with my palm and he leans into it. I don’t totally understand this shift in our relationship, but I’m just going to go with it.

“You’re always going to give her what she wants aren’t you?” Cam asks from next to me and I smile a little.

Oliver looks at me and winks. “Probably.”

Cam growls again as Dakota silently turns and walks back to the truck. We don’t get in the front seat though. He somehow maneuvers into the backseat without putting me down. Cam slides in near my head and Oliver slides in, laying my feet in his lap. Sierra and Sam jump in the front seats, like this is totally normal.

“Sleep Smalls, we have about an hour to get to the next spot.” I nod my head and lay back onto Cam’s lap.

I roll on my side so I am facing his stomach and let his warmth and scent surround me. He starts to run his fingers lightly through my hair. Dakota’s warm hand slides under my shirt and rubs circles into my back and Oliver has my legs tucked up into him. With their warmth and scents and the gentle sway of the truck, I am out in no time.

When they wake me up, I feel completely refreshed. Without words we all step out of the truck and start the process over. This time Cam is behind me, Oliver to my right and Dakota to my left.