Rejection on the Full Moon (Rejection Series) Chapter 57

Something licking me causes my eyes to flutter open. Dominic's face comes into view as he sends another kiss to my muzzle before nuzzling my neck.

[Morning.] He mumbles into the link, his teeth nipping at my mate mark. My skin shivers from the pleasurable sparks he causes before I push his big, furry body off of mine and stretch. My paws are chilly from the cold morning air.

[Morning, Ice. We should probably head back to the pack house.] I reply, my tail swinging happily behind me. I watch as he sighs dramatically, his body flopping back down onto the cave floor as he lets out a groan.

[We are finally able to stay outside. Can we go back later?] He whines into our link, making me roll my eyes.

[We can make Christian and Camile watch over the pack when we get back, and go for a vacation like Miles and Concra.] I suggest. This seems to be the right response, as Dominic bounds to his feet and presses his flank against mine, coating my fur with his scent.

[Fine, but you have to tell everyone back home that you're my mate.] That is something I had no problem doing. I felt proud being the Alpha female of the pack I now call my family. I couldn't wait to get home and be able to tell everyone about how Dominic and I became mates on his birthday, have the ceremony to make me an official leader of Blood Moon, and be able to party with everyone. Dominic and I leave the safety of our cave, walking side-by-side through the forest. As the Forest Paw pack house comes into view, I'm about to bound away towards the open window, but something makes me stop. My fur stands on end as I sniff the air, the wind thankfully blowing towards us. Tasting the air, I instantly start gagging, burying my snout into Dominic's fur as I try to hold down the bile that threatens to spill from my stomach.

[Soulless are in the territory. Get everyone ready to fight!] I link the pack, and Dominic growls as he pushes me towards the safety of the pack house, where back-up will be coming from, ready to fight. I hear the alarms begin to sound, Blue probably hitting the emergency button to get the vulnerable into the bunkers for their safety so the rest of us can fight. The wolves in Forest Paw were much stronger than before, but even I know they were nowhere near ready to face a large group of Soulless. What made this situation even worse is the five feet of snow covering the ground that would hinder our fight and cover the scent of our enemies. This is not a good time.

My paws move faster towards the pack house, where wolves were spilling out from our only entrance and exit. The only good thing about the blizzard is the fact that the house is sealed tightly. A Soulless would not be able to make it past any of us to enter the pack house. I quickly leap onto the roof, pushing past the wolves who try to exit the building to head up the stairs and into the room Dominic and I share, shifting quickly to put on my Tracker gear. I make sure my weapons are in their right holster, sheath, and pouches, as Dominic enters, putting on his own battle gear.

"Stay safe, Fire." He says, pulling me close to him and kissing me passionately. Then he is gone, needing to manage every wolf into battle formation and leaving me teary-eyed and breathless.

'Please keep him safe.' I pray, brushing away the tears from my eyes before I rush down to the second floor and out onto the roof. Wolves were surrounding the pack house facing every direction as we wait for the Soulless to attack. The air is still and quiet, no one daring to move or breathe too loudly. Some were already in their furs, their muscles tense ready to shred into the enemy with their teeth and claws. Others were in their own form of battle gear, weapons at the ready to battle. Leo stood at the back of the formation, his cocky attitude replaced by fear. At least he's here, ready to defend his pack.

The sun is high in the sky when the first scream sounds, Soulless begin rushing out of the forest and into the clearing as the battle commences. It soon becomes clear that the amount stated when Forest Paw asked for help is at least tripled the initial number, with wolves coming out of the trees like a plague. All that matters now is surviving.

I stay between the roof with our only entrance and the ground below it, swiftly ending the lives of any Soulless who try to slip past. Their black blood taints the snow and lifeless bodies begin to pile around me. Cries of pain and the tangy scent of fresh blood drift to my position, and a sinking feeling enters my gut.

[Lease, how many enemies are there?] I link the she-wolf. Lease is the best when it comes to scouting, being able to quickly sum up any number of enemies when it comes to a battle. I listen as she ticks off the numbers in her head, her link open to the pack as I continue to kill Soulless, then help an injured Forest Paw wolf inside to be treated.

[Sixty-five alive, twenty-five dead.] My friend's voice rings clear as I kill another Soulless, wincing as its claws sinks into my thigh before it dies. I grimace at the total, knowing Lease is never wrong with her tally. We need to end this battle and fast.

Welps, screams, and whimpers sound around me mixed with the thudding of bodies falling dead to the blood-coated ground. The intent of the Soulless is clear despite their losing battle: they are here to kill. My wolves knew to check in every ten minutes, happy to know that no one has died yet, my pack going strong. The problem lies with Forest Paw, who Lease informs me that five are dead and twenty more are injured.

An hour passes, then another. Forest Paw wolves congregate underneath the window, using their training to tag-team the Soulless. Scarlet and Greg greet me at the window, guarding our only way into the pack house and giving me the go-ahead to head into the fray of battle. I quickly head inside, taking off my uniform and stuffing it into a corner to retrieve later before shifting into my fur form and leaping out into the battle. My claws instantly sink into the throat of a Soulless, killing her instantly.