Filed To Story: Secret with Betas Daughter: Skylar Story Series
It is so great to feel like this, they make me feel so good just being here in their little inner circle.
The one they don’t showto the rest of the world.
It hits me that I don’t know if I ever would have been able to keep my distance from them for very long.
They brighten my day and don’t even realize it. Eventually they slow down, all panting harder than they do at training.
Cam is laying on his side holding Mateo ‘s legs, who is laying face down across Sam’s chest.
Sam has a hold of Oliver’s legs, who has Kota in a headlock This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen. “You’re at a standstill, what are you all going to do?” I ask, truly wondering if they are going to just let go and call it a draw.
Knowing them, there will need to be a winner. “Who do you want to sit by, Bite Size?” Oliver asks gripping Kota a little tighter, making him laugh or cough, Pm not really sure. Oh, no! I am not the deciding factor here.
“I’m going to sit by Sierra, where are the rest of you going to be?” That is about as neutral as l can be. Sierra laughs loudly.
“See, I arn better than all of you combined! “Nope, she’s mine.”
Sam lets go of Oliver, wriggles out from under Mateo and jumps up to grab her around the waist sitting in one of the corners of the couch. The rest of the guys figured out quickly to move and I was tackled and pulled around again.
We finally settled with me in the center of the couch, sitting with my legs folded in front of me, Cam to my right with Sierra and Sam to his right, then Oliver to my left and Mateo on his other side.
Kota sat on a cushion on the floor with his head tilted back on my knee.
I wish I could tell you what the movie was even about, but I don ‘t think I made it through the opening credits.
I was so comfortable surrounded by the guys.
The warmth radiating off all of them was enough to put me into a comfy coma.
Add to that the restless night of non-sleep and the amount of effort we exerted today, my body and mind were toast. At one point I woke up and completely forgot where I was and almost freaked out when I couldn’t move my legs.
The familiar scents of the guys is what calmed me down.
I looked around in the dim light coming from a little night light behind the bar, I was laying in Cam’s lap and Oliver was using my butt as a pillow and his arms had my lower legs locked together. There was no way I was getting out of that hold, so I adjusted my head and arms.
I brushed hair in front of me and noticed Kota was still sitting in front of me on the floor, his head tilted back in the little spoon space next to my legs.
I ran my hands through Kota’s hair.
The silky feel sent a shiver up my arm causing me to take a deep breath in and I swear heard him purr and felt the rumble go through his whole body.
The last thing I remember is a huge smile on my face, that I had no control over then my eyes fluttered shut.
When I woke up next I was in a bed and the room was still dark with just the light from the moon shining through the sheer curtains. I stretched and took a deep breath in. This smell was all Kota. That warm cinnamon smell just lulling me deeper into the cloudlike cushion of the mattress. I was so comfortable, I didn’t want to leave, but curiosity got the better of me. I slowly sat up and looked around, curious at how he lived when no one was looking. I am laying in the middle of a king sized bed with the softest light blue comforter I have ever felt. The room itself has minimal furnishings. He either doesn’t spend a lot of time here or just doesn’t like excess stuff. I find that interesting for the more happy-go-lucky twin. The walls are a dark gray. There are double doors on either side of the bed probably leading to a closet and bathroom. The wall to the right of the bed is almost all windows. The cream curtains are sheer to let in light but keep privacy. It looks out over the front drive of the house. The wall opposite of the bed had a long deep cabinet with a marble top and three floating glass shelves above it. The wall to the left of the bed had a few framed photos of the twins together and them with the rest of the guys.
I slowly climbed out of the bed wanting to get a closer look at what he thought of as things important enough to remember and display. There were no pictures smaller than an 8×10. The largest in the center was a copy of the same family picture that was down in the main hallway. One of him and Cam in sharp black suits posing together in an unfamiliar garden. Probably the second biggest was a picture of the five boys together, maybe a year or so ago, all shirtless in swim trunks sitting on a log in front of a lake. They look sunkissed, soaked and happy, like they are having the time of their lives. I wonder if this was their first summer away. The rest are other pictures of him and the guys, but as I turn to walk towards the door to see where everyone else is at, I notice a picture on the bedside table and my heart rate sped up. It was like my body had a mind of its own and moved me towards the photo. I picked it up and just stared. I don’t remember anyone taking pictures the night of my party, but it is one of all five boys, Sierra and I laughing at the table by the pool. We all had cake so it was after my embarrassing crying episode, but you wouldn’t be able to tell I had cried at all from this photo. There is a light in my eyes and I truly look relaxed with them, like sitting there and having fun was something we do all the time.
I set the photo down before I could dwell on why this one was by his bed and how fast that was printed and framed and headed toward the door. I stepped out into the hallway, I have no idea what time it is. With all the minimal stuff in Kota’s room there was no clock either. I’m sure he just uses his phone. The doors to Cam’s room and the office are closed. So I head to the media room to find Mateo and Oliver sprawled on the couch. Sam and Sierra must be on the guest bed, but where did Kota sleep?
I walked over to the ottoman where my phone is laying and saw that it’s just after 4am. My body is just hardwired for this time of the morning. I am actually a little sore from the very long training from yesterday, but I can’t skip today, nor can I skip school. I’m sure my dad was pissed about yesterday, which is why he said nothing to me last night and I have a suspicion that’s why I am here at the packhouse rather than at home, but that won’t fly today. At least Luna Ava gave me leggings and a sports bra. I can get my morning training in without going home, then I can go home to change with Mateo. Being with him may lessen the fallout of missing school and not going home at all last night.
I learned my lesson though, these boys will come find me and they will be pissed if they have to search. So I found a piece of paper in Kota’s room and wrote a simple note telling them I had to run and would meet them at the training grounds and left it on my brother’s phone.
Let’s hope this will be enough notice’ for them. I say to my wolf.
She just laughs. You do realize how protective of you they really are, right?
Yes, but is that normal? I mean, they have known me forever and have never been this in my personal space’ before.
They are all 16 now, maybe they are developing mate senses early.
All of them? There is no way I am a mate to all of them, even Mateo is different and the thought of that is just weird.
Okay, so maybe it’s too early for mate talk, but I agree they are acting differently. There’s something special about you, that much I can tell.
They are still weird. Let’s go run before training, I need to clear my head. Especially if the warriors are training us again today. It’s been a long time since I was this sore, so I need a slow warm-up today.
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