Unveiling Truths
A Reject She-Wolf
Addy
An hour of running later, the back door swings open, inviting us back inside.
âAddy, you go ahead and change first,â Diego suggests.
I step into the room, my body shifting back to its human form. My bones crackle as they rearrange themselves, and I catch my reflection in the mirror. My body is completely healed, not a single bruise or scratch in sight. I slip into the worn-out dress Iâd left here, making sure itâs straight before stepping out of the dressing room.
Diego enters next, just as the door swings open.
âWhere on earth have you been? Iâve been worried sick!â Myraâs voice rings out, filled with concern.
Emerging fully dressed, Drake responds, âSheâs been with me, Myra. No need to scold her for disappearing.â
Myra whirls around to face her brother. âI know that, but why couldnât I join you two for the run? Iâve never seen her wolf form.â
Drake chuckles lightly. âSheâs not going anywhere, Myra. Youâll have plenty of opportunities to see her wolf. Right now, weâre going shopping for clothes.â
My eyes widen in surprise. âWhy? I donât want to be a gold digger, spending your money.â
He crosses the room and pulls me into his arms. âYouâre my mate, Addy. Whatâs mine is yours. I know your parents havenât given you much, so itâs my responsibility to make sure you have everything you need.â
âPlus,â Myra interjects, âI did promise weâd get a dress for my party. He told me at school that weâd go shopping after the last class, so Iâm coming along as your fashion advisor. You can get anything you want, Addy.â
Tears well up in my eyes at their kindness. Myra has always been supportive, but having a man who respects me the way Iâve always wanted is a wonderful addition.
âFine, Iâll let you buy me a few things,â I say, narrowing my eyes at them both.
Drake pulls me against his warm chest, his head dipping down to my ear. âNot a chance. Weâre going to fill my closet with everything you need.â
I stiffen at his words. He must sense my discomfort because his arms tighten around me.
âWhy do I have to move into your room? What do you expect from me?â
His lips brush my ear gently. âI know youâre not ready for anything yet. When you are, weâll complete the mating process. But before that, there are other things to be done. First, we need to officially introduce you to the pack, which is long overdue. And we need to find out why your dad didnât allow it when you came of age.â
I sag in his arms. âYou donât need to ask him. His answer will be the same as itâs always been. The ~reject~ doesnât deserve it. Heâll probably belittle me about it, but the records will likely show I was of age.â
A low growl rumbles in his chest. âThis needs to be fixed. Now.â
He grabs my wrist and leads me out of the office to his car. He looks at Myra and snaps his fingers. âIâm driving,â he declares.
Myra pulls the car keys from her pocket. We move to get into the back of her small SUV, but he shakes his head, pointing to the seat next to him. She giggles and climbs into the back seat. I try to follow, but she slams the door in my face and points to the front seat.
âNot happening, Addy. Get in the front before he loses it. He wonât let you sit back here with me.â
I let out a frustrated sigh and cross my arms, sticking my tongue out at her. Suddenly, a pair of arms circle my waist, making me jump. The front door is now open, and Iâm gently lifted off the ground and set down in the front seat.
âMy sisterâs right; your place is beside me.â
His eyes are as clear as the ocean, and I find myself lost in them. His scent is stronger now, and I wonder why I didnât notice it earlier.
âYou didnât have me to help with that part,â she smirks.
His scent envelops me like a warm blanket. I take a deep breath and let out a small whimper. He smiles slowly, leaning in to inhale my scent.
âWhat do I smell like to you?â he asks, his eyes meeting mine.
I take another deep breath. âLeather and pine trees. Like youâve been running through the forest with your pack after a rain shower. So clean and crisp. I could pick out this scent from miles away.â
He brings his face closer to mine. âYou smell amazing too. Iâve always loved the scent of honeysuckle. I guess the moon goddess was preparing me for the scent of my mate. When I smelled it this morning, I was so glad it was the same scent Iâve always loved.â
I lean back into the seat, trying to put some distance between us. âIâve always liked your scent too. I havenât smelled much leather, except when youâd walk by in the winter wearing that brown bomber jacket. Iâd always take a whiff after you were gone.â
He fastens my seatbelt before closing my door and moving to the driverâs side. He slides into the seat, starts the car, and tosses the keys back to Myra. As he drives off, my eyes widen when I see where weâre headed.
âNo, we canât go to my house. My parents will be furious,â I protest, tugging on his arm.
He tightens his grip on the wheel, a smirk playing on his lips. âArenât they the ones who wanted you to move out today with your mate? If thereâs anything you want to take to the house, weâll get it now before we go shopping.â
I turn to look out the window. âTheyâll hate me for being the new Luna of the pack. I donât know if theyâll accept it or not.â
I feel his hand gently touch my leg, sending a jolt of electricity up my body. He chuckles as his hand lands on my hip.
âYou need to stop being so jumpy. I feel this need to touch you all the time now,â he says, his large hand resting on me.
âSorry,â I whisper. âYour touch sends a current through me, and it makes me jump.â
He nods, his hand moving slightly. âI feel the same. Itâs a nice feeling, and it lessens the more I touch you.â
As he says this, the jolt fades to a tingle, warming my body. I feel his hand tremble slightly before it stops. Myra watches us closely from the back seat.
âIf this is what the mate bond does, I canât wait to find mine. When are you planning the marking ceremony with her, brother?â she asks, her eyes sparkling.
My cheeks flush at the mention of the marking ceremony. It will officially seal us as a couple. The party will go on until the early hours of the morning, and then heâll take me to the marking room, if they have one. If not, weâll be in his room, where weâll mate for the first time, and heâll mark me as his.
He coughs into his hand, which has moved from my hip. âSis, that will happen this summer. We wonât rush it; sheâll let me know when sheâs ready for that step.â
I hear a tsk from the back seat. âIf I find my mate this weekend, weâll have the ceremony the next day.â
Her brother growls. âThatâs if I approve of your match first. He has to be a future Beta or Alpha, and I hope heâs not from the pack we donât get along with.â
She giggles. âThe moon goddess might pair me with him. It could bring peace between the two packs that donât like each other.â
He groans. âI hope not. I donât like the future Alpha of that pack. Weâll have to work together, but having him around for family gatherings wonât be pleasant.â
She huffs in frustration. âIf he becomes my mate, you wonât have a choice. He might change once he settles down. A lot of young Alphas are like you, brother. They play around with women until they find the right one.â
The growl from his chest is so loud it rattles the windows. I think they might break. I lay my hand on his arm, and the growling stops immediately. His eyes snap to mine, changing from his wolf eyes to blue ones, showing me heâs back in control.
âEasy there, big boy. I can take care of myself. You donât need to be an overprotective brother. Letâs see if I catch a scent at the party. Letâs get this visit with these idiotic parents who donât give a damn about their only child over with,â she leans back into her seat.
His gaze flickers, a clear sign of his discomfort with my previous statement. As we pull into my driveway, he inhales deeply, shutting his eyes for a moment before reopening them.
He turns to me, his hand finding mine. âIâll do my best to keep my cool while weâre here. If you see me losing it, touch my arm or my chest or back. Itâll help me regain control, Diego. Your touch has a calming effect on us, as you saw earlier. How much stuff do you need to get from your room?â
I shake my head slowly. âNot much. Most of the stuff here doesnât mean much to me. Just some photos and school stuff I want to bring along.â
He nods, understanding. âWeâll need to go shopping soon so Iâm not late for my meeting with my dad. Weâd like you to join us. Itâll give you a good sense of how my dad runs the pack and how weâll need to manage things once we take over.â
I drop my gaze to the floor. âIâm not sure thatâs a good idea. I have a lot to learn from your mom about whatâs expected of me in this new role. Are you sure my being there wonât distract you from what you need to do?â
He throws his head back, laughing. When he looks at me again, I see the laugh lines crinkling at the corners of his eyes. âNo, Addy. Weâll be making a lot of decisions together from now on, so itâll be good for us. My parents are stepping down in just two months. Iâve sat through countless meetings with my dad, learning how to handle the issues that come up. Trust me, this meeting with Macie and her family is just the beginning.â
The front door swings open and my dad appears in the doorway, peering into the car. His face slowly morphs into a scowl as he spots Drake in the front seat and Myra sliding out of the back.
âWhat the hell have you done now, ~reject~? It must be pretty bad if the future Alpha has to drive you home,â he starts down the steps.
Drakeâs door swings open and his feet hit the ground with a thud. His muscles tense as he grips the inside handle, struggling to contain his anger. This is the first time heâs heard my dad talk to me like this. I can see his body trembling at the malicious look in my dadâs eyes.
âGet your ass in the house now. Youâre in deep shit and might be denied food once I find out what the hell you did,â my dad says, stepping onto the dirt but halting abruptly.
Drake lets out a growl so fierce that the ground trembles, stirring up a cloud of dust. My dadâs expression shifts from hatred to panic in an instant.