More than Secrets

Run Ins

BRIE'S P. O. V.

"Dani's your mate?" I look at my Alpha in disbelief at the news he's just shared with me and Lee.

We were leaving the cafeteria and heading to our homeroom classes when Tyler mind-linked us to meet him in the stairwell.

"Yes. So I'm putting you in charge of her protection, Brie." he says to me.

"No offence Alpha, but Dani needs more protection from Brie than anything else out there," Lee laughs.

The traitor! I'm so kicking her ass for this later.

She notices my expression and stops mid-laugh. "I'm just gonna head to class now... bye!"

You better watch your back, Lee! I mind link her.

Tyler shakes his head at Lee, who's now running up the stairs, but turns to me with a serious expression.

"Brie, you're one of our pack's best and strongest warriors. I trust you will guard your future Luna to the best of your ability."

"Yes Alpha," I reply, "I will lay down my life to protect her."

I can't believe my and Lee's best friend since elementary school is going to be our pack's new Luna. I just hope she will still accept us as her friends after she finds out we've been lying to her this whole time.

DANI'S P. O. V.

As soon as the bell rings to signal the end of home room, I grab my bag and run out of the class and straight into... Brie?

"Brie, what the hell? I almost broke my nose on your chest!" I laugh. Then stop when I realize it's Brie I'm making fun of... Crap!

I quickly throw my backpack up in front of my face to shield myself from the oncoming smack.

Nothing?

I peep up at her and she rolls her eyes at me. "Come on, let's go before we're late. What class do you have next?

Huh? Brie wants to walk me to my next class?

"Hey, my two favorite people in the whole wide world," Lee sings as she comes out of homeroom and joins us in the hallway.

Okay now they're both acting super weird. "I have to go to my locker and grab my gym bag, but please, you guys really don't have to come with me-" I start, but Brie just throws her arm around my shoulder and starts walking, well more like pushing me towards my locker. Lee follows along on my other side.

I'm putting my combination in now while Brie leans against the locker next to mine and whistles a tune nonchalantly and Lee just stands next to her, waiting for me like this is something she does everyday.

"Don't you two have classes to be at too?" I ask them accusingly.

Lee smiles sweetly at me, "I actually have a study session so I'll join you in gym today. I'll just tell Coach Wilson I wanna work on a new cheer routine. He won't mind."

Okay so Lee's off the hook. I turn my accusing gaze on Brie now and raise an eyebrow.

She puts her hands up, palms facing me. "Okay, okay, I'm going. See you both at lunch."

I grab my gym bag, then Lee and I make our way to the changing rooms.

...

"Lee, oh my God, I can't go into the gym looking like this!" I cry. The gym clothes I'd left in my locker over the summer were, somehow,  too small for me now.

I pull self-consciously on the bottom of my shorts. Again. My tank top is hugging my chest way too tightly and squeezing my girls together. I've never had this much cleavage on display... ever.

Lee has her hand in front of her mouth, trying to stop herself from giggling out loud.

I couldn't even borrow any of her gym clothes either because she's far too short and petite for any of her clothes to fit me.

I would have gone out in my jeans and crop top if I could, but Coach Wilson has a rule that jeans are strictly prohibited in class.

Great. Where is my sweatpants and hoodie when I need them?

"It's not that bad. Really." Lee says, turning me around so she can look at me from all angels.

I roll my eyes at her. Yeah right. It's not that bad? If I bend over ever so slightly my ass cheeks are going to swallow up this pathetic excuse of fabric called shorts.

Coach Wilson blows his whistle at the changing room door and yells "Let's hustle, ladies! This is gym, not a pageant show!"

Lee gives me that "I'm sorry and this may suck, but there's nothing you can do about it" look before heading out to the gym.

I sigh and throw my crop top on over the too-tight tank top - I'd rather smell sweaty all day than have every horny teenage male in the gym gawk at my chest all period long, thank you.

I take a deep breath and head out of the changing room and into the gym where the coach is already briefing the other students on the lesson.

I keep my head down but I can still see out of the corner of my eye that some girls are giving me dirty looks and whispering to each other, while some of the guys are tapping each other on the chest and pointing at my shorts, getting their friends to look too.

"Did Dani always have an ass?" one of them whispers, but it's loud enough for me to hear him.

"Not like that!" another guy replies and they all snicker together.

My cheeks are burning so badly. Is it possible to die from embarrassment?

The coach blows his whistle signaling the start of our mile long warm-up run.

When the weather's nice like it is now, we get to do our run outside of school.

The route of our run is down the main road that runs through our little town and back up, cutting through a small patch of woods behind the school.

The warm-up run is actually my favorite part of gym because I love to run and I'm usually the one running right in front, but not today.

I really don't want the rest of the class to be behind me and have a perfect view of my ass cheeks jiggling in my teeny-tiny shorts, so I start running at more of a "jogging" pace and soon I'm at the back of the group.

Just as I'm rounding the corner of the last stretch back to school, a strong hand grabs my arm and yanks me off the pathway into the small thicket of trees.

What the hell? I look up and Brian is smiling at me me suggestively.

"I wanted to talk to you in private," he says, pulling me closer to him.

I place my free hand on his chest in an effort to push him off me, but his hold on my other arm is making it difficult. "Brian, let me go!" I cry out.

"Easy there, Dani, I just wanted to ask you out." he smiles again, but it's not making me feel any less uneasy. I don't like the way his eyes are lingering on my shorts.

I take a quick glance back and see that the rest of our class has already disappeared from view.

I'm not comfortable being alone with Brian. He's always been a bit of creep and the way he's holding me isn't helping his case either.

"I don't date, Brian." I say as calmly as possible, but I'm shaking in fear.

"Would you date me if my name was Tyler Black?" he sneers.

I look at him in disgust, wondering why some guys just feel entitled to a woman's affection.

"That's none of your business, " I spit back, trying to pull my arm free again.

"Seems like it is," he laughs humorlessly, "or what kind of attention were you hoping to get by wearing this, huh?"

"Again, it's. None. Of. Your. Business." I put emphasis on each word, hoping he finally gets the hint that I'm not interested.

My plan backfires and, instead of Brian letting go of me, he pulls me closer and I see where this going... Everything happens in slow motion, Brian closes his eyes and his lips pucker in preparation for the kiss he's about to force on me, while his free hand roams beneath my shorts and squeezes my butt.

I see red. I pull my free hand back in a fist and whip it forward with all my strength, hoping that my punch will break whatever part of his face it hits.

I hear the sickening c***k of bones breaking and then I'm being pushed back with so much force that my head hits the tree behind me, but I'm not about to waste another second more with this perve so I force myself to get up and run out of the thicket, back towards the gym.

"You b***h! You broke my nose!" I hear Brian shouting after me, but I don't feel bad at all.

If he didn't wanna end up with a broken nose, he should have kept his hands to himself.