Rejection on the Full Moon (Rejection Series) Chapter 86

"Thank you!" I whisper, instinctively giving my brother a hug, which seems to shock him as our fights have been causing great tension between us.

"You know I would do anything for you, Gems." He whispers back and I nod, taking in his comforting scent. Even if we fight, Alex will always be there for me and I for him.

"Glad to see you two made up, but we need to hit the road. It's about a day's drive to where I want to take you!" Ira calls out and I smile. Alex pulls away from me to hand me a set of keys, nodding his head in the direction of my car. With a childish squeal, I rush to the driver's side, climbing in and adjusting the seat and mirrors before starting the car. the purr of the engine makes a childish grin spread across my face. Ira, the navigator of this trip, joins me in my car.

"Comfy," She states while buckling in and putting on a pair of sunglasses. I chuckle, putting the car into drive just as a dazed Amberle climbs into her own car and winks at me. Now, I start the journey to my new pack.

The journey will take twenty-four hours to complete, as Ira had stated yesterday, so we stop at a motel as soon as the sky turns dark.

"Double Baconator, extra-large fries, and a large Coca-Cola for Gems," My father calls out as soon as he enters the room Ira and I share. Alex and Connor walk in with both arms full of takeout.

"I wanted the same!" Amberle calls out, coming over and sneaking a fry from my bag, making me roll my eyes and shove the fire-haired she-wolf away with a playful growl.

"Ooooh, feisty Geminie," She teases with a giggle, taking a bite of the stolen fry. Alex chuckles, handing her a bag and another to Ira before sighing and taking a seat on the floor.

"So, what's the plan when we get to this perfect pack place?" My brother asks before tearing into a burger of his own. Ira holds out a finger, her mouth full of food with a look of bliss on her face.

"One, I am so glad to be out with you and taking you to your new pack location. I haven't had a burger from any fast food joint since the 1970s," She says before taking a sip of her drink. My father starts to laugh in response.

"That's like fifty years ago!" Connor exclaims in shock, speaking through a mouth full of food.

"Connor, chew, swallow, speak!" Amberle scolds, and I high-five the feisty she-wolf as my father chuckles and Connor looks away embarrassed.

"Yep, and two—there is already a wolf who works for the temple there to ensure the area is cleared of Rogues and Soulless. We will meet up with him tomorrow," Ira continues, answering both of my brothers.

"Can we trust him?" My father asks and Ira smiles.

"All I can say is he had a rough past similar to Geminie here. Considering he is a Rogue himself, he may ask to join the pack." I smile at the prospect of my first packmate after Alex. I eat in silent, thinking of what this wolf may be like, hoping he has some form of training that can be used to help grow the pack in the next few weeks. I want to be stronger than Hidden Claws.

"If he is a good wolf, I'll let him join as a third member," I state, already seeing Alex poised to argue. He sends me a pointed look, one I ignore for the moment as we finish our Wendy's meals. Soon, my father announces we should get to bed for the long journey tomorrow and makes sure to drag Alex out behind him before he can start a fight.

"Your brother sure is overprotective," Amberle states and I groan, laying back onto my bed. "That's a good thing. My brother was one of my tormenters growing up," She continues on and I sigh.

"He has always been there for me in Hidden Claws, helping and protecting me when I needed it. But now that we're away from the pack and I can finally shift, his overprotectiveness is suffocating. I'm no longer a wolfless Omega, I am an Alpha and the Future Moon Goddess. I need to be able to learn and grow." I explain, closing my eyes and releasing a deep sigh. Since becoming a Rogue and learning my true heritage, I've been able to experience life without the fear of a beating or being screamed at. I've been able to train both my human and wolf forms without worry, and finally been able to eat my fill of food without any worry or fear of consequences.

"Hopefully he eases up after a few weeks of starting the new pack. Your brother loves you, even after learning you two aren't related," Ira chimes in.

"Hopefully. If not, I will have to kick his ass a few times," I agree, yawning as sleep creeps in and I drift off. Tomorrow, I will finally be able to see my new pack.