No response, and I now really start to panic. Maybe my wolf is gone. Will Stone Moon pack still want me if I am NOT a white wolf anymore? If I can’t help to strengthen their pack, will they return me to Howling Wolf pack? I slide down the shower wall scared that I will be returned to Howling Moon. What am I going to do? I am freaking out in my head. I try to calm down and try again.
“Ivory, hey are you ok? Are you still there? Is there anything I can do to help you?” I asked her.
I hear her low response “I am still here Jade. I never left you. I have just been trying to help you get over the rejection, then I had to help you with the pain from last night. I just needed time to recover”.
“Ivory, do you know what caused the pains last night?” I asked as I got up from the floor of the shower.
“Yes, our mate slept with another” Ivory responded.
“Wait, what? He rejected me we are not mates anymore” I tell her.
“No, Jade. You never accepted his rejection. He is still your mate” Ivory informs me.
“Well great, another awesome thing to happen to me. What do I need to do to reject him?” I ask Ivory.
“Well, you will have to meet him and accept the rejection,” Ivory tells me.
“Seriously? I hope I never see him again, and now I find out that I will have to see him again to stop the pain I feel. Can’t I just call him on the phone and say that I accept it? I ask, praying that it would work.
“No, it has to be in-person” Ivory informs me.
“Crap, just when I thought my life was on the mend, I hear this. Well, at least I know what happened now. It comes as no surprise to me that those assholes are still hurting me.” I shake my head as I stand up and I finish washing my hair. I get out of my bathroom and head into my closet to grab an outfit. I put on a pair of undies and a pair of sweatpants that I sleep in in the winter, and I wear them occasionally just to be comfortable. I am glad that they have a drawstring on them as they seem to be a little loose on me. I put a bra and t-shirt on and come out of the closet to put my socks and shoes on.
I sit down in the chair at the desk in my living room and am so glad it is Saturday and there is no school today. I make a mental note to go by the mall tomorrow to get a new pair of sneakers and some clothes to exercise in, as I will be exercising daily now. I go ahead and check my phone with 30 texts showing. I have not had 30 texts in a week before, let alone in 12 hours. I start checking the texts with 5 from Eric, 10 from Calvin, 10 from my mom (I mean my aunt) & 5 from my brother. Each one was similar and got progressively uglier until they were totally threatening me unless I immediately returned to the pack. Why are they even trying to contact me? I left the pack and I have NO plans on ever returning. I will go rouge first. I send one response to each of them saying the same thing. “Lose my number, do NOT contact me again. I have nothing to say to you. I will never come back”. It feels good telling them to get lost and I end up blocking all their numbers from my phone. That feels even better. I start cleaning out contacts from my phone, and social media accounts. I go through my emails and clear them out as well. I plan on saving the contact information of Mason, Brax, Luna Monica, and Alpha Andrew today. I am really excited to get my day started, but nervous about my first training. At 5 am Nicole and Jessica woke up to their alarms blaring. They hugged me and told me that they were happy to see me doing well and said that they would meet me downstairs after they showered and dressed for the day.
I went ahead and wandered down to the first floor and sat at my end of the table, nodding a greeting to The Alpha family, Mason, and Brax. Brax advised me that I needed a light meal before the workout, otherwise, I might throw up my breakfast. The Alpha’s teenage children grabbed their plates and drinks and came down to sit with me. The daughter introduced herself as being Sabrina, and she was 18 years old and will be 19 in a few months. She was beautiful with wavy brown hair in a long ponytail and dark blue eyes just like her mom. She wore no makeup, but she was beautiful without it. She was 5’10” and shapely like her mom. She told me that she and Dixon, her brother would both be in my training class at 6 am. She told me to call her Bree and excused herself from the table to go get dressed in her workout clothes.
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