Rejection on the Full Moon (Rejection Series) Chapter 53

Axel is at the main road with a few other Hunters, waving to us as we pass through Forest Paw pack line, a relieved smile on his face when he sees me sipping on my tea. The drive to the guest cabin is uneventful. I feel relieved to be back with my pack mates until I see many frantically packing their cars with suitcases. With worried looks between the two of us, Dominic and I exit the car, rushing into the guest cabin as fast as we can. Catching Lease making her way down the stairs, suitcase in hand, I stop her and look around at the hustling wolves.

"What's going on?" I ask, Dominic checking to make sure there is no sign of attack.

"There's a blizzard warning coming our way. Blue asked us to move to Forest Paw's pack house and help get everything ready to bunker down." I nod at her answer, letting her go about putting her suitcase away as I find Dominic in the kitchen and inform him of the situation. Many wolves were helping other carry luggage down the stairs. Worry begins to plague my mind.

"Have Lease help pack up my room. I'll get a few of our wolves to go through the cabin and pack anything that can be useful at the pack house." I suggest, already moving towards the pantry to start packing the food products.

"Okay, but I want everyone packed and heading to Forest Paw's pack house in an hour." Dominic stops me, giving me a chaste kiss before rushing out of the kitchen. I find Greg, Concra and Christian, happy to hear they are done packing, and have them help me pack up the food in the kitchen. Concra suggests packing the linen and extra blankets, so I give her the okay to take a few other wolves to go room-to-room and grab whatever they could, reminding them to be ready within an hour. Dominic and Lease come down the stairs, with the luggage from my room and Dominic's room carried between them, and out the door to my Mustang as more wolves help Miles and Concra to pack the food and linen into any available cars.

"Some of you are going to have to run to their pack house in wolf form." I inform my pack, seeing how full all the vehicles are. We would have had more room if it weren't for the donuts taking up the back seat of my Mustang, but I was also glad we stopped for those treats to bring with us to the pack house for not only my pack to enjoy, but also the pups of Forest Paw. A few of my pack members are already removing their clothes, wolves ranging from jet-black to grey and brown standing before us, stretching their muscles.

"Stay together and link Dominic and I if something happens," I order, seeing my pack mates nod before they take off towards the pack house. The wind begins to pick up as the sky grows darker, and I know the storm is getting closer. It'll be here in maybe another two or three hours. I frown, ordering everyone into their cars. We reach the pack house in record time, our cars lining up in the underground garage where Blue greets us.

"Rooms have been set aside for all of you, the underground bunker has also been unlocked for other wolves who live alone to stay in." Blue states the moment we step out of our vehicles.

"Did you open up the tunnel that leads to the dorm building?" I ask. The dorms were a project for the overflow of single pack members or newly mated pairs to live in before I left, still under construction on my birthday.

"Yes, they are. We moved in a few families there for their own safety, as well as filled up all the other empty rooms that aren't designated for Blood Moon." Axel answers, coming with many omegas that Miles starts directing to the extra food, linen and Blankets we brought from the guest house.

"That was smart, bringing those here," Blue states, pulling me in for a hug. He informs us that the top two floors are dedicated for my pack, leaving us about twenty-eight rooms for us to use.

"Everyone, gather round," I call for my pack, waiting for everyone to quiet down and listen.

"Someone link the wolves that took off in their fur forms to tell them what's happening. Forest Paw left us twenty-eight rooms for us to use." I start off, seeing Miles' eyes glaze over.

"Mates will share a room, leaving us with about eighteen rooms left. The rest will be bunking with two girls in one room and two boys in another. Pair up and pick a room for you to settle into. We have no idea how long this blizzard will last, so make sure you pick someone you won't want to kill by the end of this storm." Instantly, wolves pair off, mates excited to bunker down with each other as they start to get their rooms ready.

"Guess I'll bunk with Dom, so Lease and Concra can have some sisterly bonding," Miles suggests, causing Dominic and Bill to growl at him.

"You do understand that Bill is Lease's mate, right, and that Dominic and Amberle are mates now?" Christian asks our idiotic friend, watching everyone's faces turn to look at Dominic and I in shock.

"Wait, when did this happen!" Lease yells, rushing to give me a hug and tilting my head to the side to show off the still-healing mate mark.

"Five days ago. I ended up getting my heat the same day too, which is why we stayed away." I confess. Dominic breaks up the many questions that begin to sound from our pack mates, reminding them that now is not the time as we have to be ready for the blizzard.

With reluctance, my pack mates begin to unload their cars, Omegas of Forest Paw helping to carry their luggage up the stairs. Of course, Dominic and I chose a room at the end of the hallway, him going to put our clothes away in the drawers as I check the suitcase that holds my Tracker uniform, happy to see everything accounted for.

"Everything is put away. Do you want to go get food?" Dominic asks, wrapping his arms around me from behind and resting his head on my shoulder. Of course, with the news of the blizzard and us having to make our way to our ally's pack house, the need for food was put on hold. My stomach growled, feeling hollow, and I nod, turning around to kiss my mate before pulling him towards the door. I'm surprised to see how full the dining hall is, as wolves who normally have their meals at home are crammed into the pack house, either in the hallways, the large formal room across the dining room or cramming into seats inside the dining hall. Omegas were running about, refilling the buffet station and the hot drinks. But the one person I expected to see here is not. Leo is nowhere to be found while his pack whispers amongst themselves anxiously. Of course, he would neglect everyone with the threat of a storm looming over our heads.