Rejection on the Full Moon (Rejection Series) Chapter 12

I read and reread the letter written in my parents' handwriting, laughing at the note mom left at the end each time I read the note. It was clear that they took turns to write, and I loved it even more. A hand wiping away tears from my cheeks makes me realize I had started to cry, as the faint scents of my parents from the letter wraps around me like a warm hug. I missed them so much.

"How much did they leave me?" I ask, taking the offered tissues from Marie to clean my face as she carefully puts away the letter and envelope from my parents, Blue and her into the oak box.

"They left you and your siblings the same amount for each of your birthdays, just over two million." Blue answers, giving me another hug as I slowly calm my aching heart.

"Your siblings already earned their inheritance, but I had to wait for you to be eighteen to hand it to you." I nod into his chest and pull away as Marie comes over to give me a hug as well. I was lucky that no other wolf comes into the kitchen this early in the morning. The two give me some space as I place the oak box and lunch box into my bag, making sure everything is secured before I sling it over my shoulder.

"I'm off to school," I whisper, passing my siblings, who just glare at me.

"Remember Amber, your party is in the meadow." I hear Blue call out, and I nod. I can hear Mia complain about wasting money and time for my birthday and calling me a jinx. Blue yells at her, and I feel the love he has while protecting me from Mia, giving her extra chores and duties. I could not help but wait by the door as I hear everything Mia has to do for a week, and a smirk spreads across my lips. These punishments served her right for being disrespectful all the time. With a chuckle, I head into the pack garage and make my way towards my Mustang. Today was my day, and I would not let anything get me down.

Normally, I would ride my mountain bike to school on the trails, but today I wanted to make a statement. I wanted everyone who looked at me with contempt to see who I truly am—a force to be reckoned with.

The drive was short, and I stop at the café to grab a vanilla Frappuccino after checking I had more than enough time to treat myself before school. The parking lot was full once I reach the building, the only spot available for me to park being next to Leo and his jock squad. I roll my eyes as their heads turn to me, a wolf whistle directed at me from one of the football stars as I exit my convertible and strut past them. The delectable scent from this morning brushes past me, causing my heart to quicken as I eye the males surrounding a hummer I believe belongs to the future Beta of Glacier Pack.

"Hey, Amberle, why the new change of clothes?" A voice calls out as I turn to stare at Matt—future Alpha to Glacier Pack—as his eyes rove up and down my body. Leo stands beside him and just stares at me with a peculiar look in his eyes.

"I'm eighteen today, so I figured I would dress up in case I meet my mate," I answer with a wink and twirl around to show off. Kevin and Kent walk up to me as the jocks wish me a happy birthday, whisking me away from the football players and towards our friends.

"Happy Birthday!" Ivory exclaims, her petite frame wrapping around mine as she hugs me. I could not help the chuckle that escapes my lips as I hug her back, feeling the four-foot-tall wolf try her best to stand on her toes to reach my shoulders.

"Stop laughing. I'll be your height in no time." She pouts as Kent pats her head gently. Ivory was considered a genius. At fifteen, she had already surpassed the other grades and would be graduating with us soon. She was the future Alpha of the Harvest Willow pack as the only child to the Alpha and Luna, and she could be the most serious wolf. But in our group, she is like our little sister.

"And when that day comes, I'll personally step down as your Beta and be your errand boy," Kent says, Kevin nudging me with a wink.

[Twenty bucks says they're mates.] I link Kevin, a challenge in my eyes, as I stare into his.

[Deal.] His voice enters my head as a smirk shapes his lips. Without warning, he takes my Frappuccino out of my hand and walks away, sipping on the creamy drink.

"Give that back!" I yell, rushing after him and trying my best to take back the drink. Realizing my drink was long gone in the hands of the food thief, I resign to my fate and head into class with Kevin and Kent as Ivory heads off to hers.

The scent that's been enticing me all morning was back and lingered in the room as I scan the wolves, noticing the jock squad was early as I handed in my paper and take my seat. I couldn't help but nervously bounce my leg and lose focus in class from time to time as I kept trying to find the source of the scent.

"You good?" Kent whispers, poking my shoulder with his mechanical pencil. I shake my head no and sigh quietly as I try my best to focus on the lesson. Luckily, the classroom phone rings and Mrs. Marrywind stops the lesson.

"I think my mate is close," I grumble as the teacher excuses herself to take a phone call and exits the room. The class starts to hum as wolves turn to talk to each other. It was clear that Mrs. Marrywind wouldn't be continuing the lesson, so I started to pack away my things and get ready for the bell to ring.

"Try to stay calm. You will eventually meet your mate. How long have you sensed them?" Kevin asks, moving his chair to sit in front of me.

"All morning. I'm positive that my mate is from my pack." I admit, catching the twins smirking at me. But Kevin is right. If my mate is from my pack, then I will eventually run into him in no time. The bell rings, signalling the end of class. We make our way out and head towards our next lesson. The twins split from me, and we agree to meet at our usual lunch spot. Once again, I catch the tempting scent and heave an exasperated sigh. The rest of my morning went well, other than having a hard time focusing on classes, wondering who I was mated to. Would I be mated to an Alpha or a Beta? Could it maybe even be a Head Tracker, Head Hunter or even a Head Warrior?