My Apparent Destiny

Chapter 5: The Rejection

An awkward silence settled over us. We were in the lounge room waiting for Asher to come back from the bathroom. Finally he came out; Grinning might I add and he had one hand behind his back.
"Cute baby photo Phy!" He said showing a photo of me when I was younger, I was probably about 3 or 4 years old and my mouth was filled with cake. He was grinning from ear to ear.

'Why did he have to see that photo!!?' I groaned mentally, then face planted onto the coffee table.

"Oweeeee-" I sit up rubbing my nose that I hit a little too hard for my liking.

"Oh shit! Not again." My brother exclaims, jumps over the coffee table to check my nose wasn't broken.

And this is how ladies and gentlemen I was now in bed with and ice pack on my head. No rhyme intended! This is all because of Tora, Atan, Ian and Asher and they're stupid overprotectiveness. So after me and the boy's massive fight about me needing to go to the hospital or not. We had finally come to the conclusion... wait did I say WE? I meant the boys had finally come to the conclusion that I should stay in bed all day, they even tried to tie me down at one point.

Remind me to kill them later.

Now after another fight with the boy's I was laying down in the lounge room because it was too crowded in my bedroom with all of the boys bodies squeezed together to try and sit closest to me. I am officially VERY sick of them and them being stupidly overprotective. IT SUCKS!! So get this we are all in the lounge room, in silence... apart from Ians sound crunches as he eats popcorn and chips waiting for one of us to speak, or should I say waiting for ME to explode and yell at them all. I honestly didn't feel like yelling at anybody, it just didn't seem to get my point across of how hurt I still was. so instead when I spoke out I used an EXTREMELY cold tone when I asked;

"Why? Why did you hide it? When did it happen? And who's idea was it to keep me out of the loop?" I say.

"I'm so so sorry Phyre," My brother's voice breaks, I didn't realise this affected him that much.

"We had too, it was the only was to keep you safe." He says, his face goes dark and I'm almost too afraid to ask what, but I do, I need answers.

"Safe from what" I dared to ask. All at once their faces turned frightened then disgusted. It was Asher who spoke this time.

"The Warrior Rouges," He answered.

"They are also werewolves, but their packs either kicked them out, died, or they left their packs." He started to explain how there are different types of packs of werewolves and each pack had a gift for something. My brothers pack: The White Moon Pack had a gift for seeking out and speaking to the moon goddess which put them on top of all werewolves, no-one ever dared to fight them since the goddess was almost always in their favour since they acted like peacekeepers of all packs. Asher's pack: The Desert Rose Pack, was second in line since his pack had the skills from the moon goddess to put spells into their weapons to be able to manipulate their weapons. 

I also found out that Cam's pack was third in line and was named: The Blood Silver Bones Pack. Which in my opinion was the most longest pathetic-est name ever, but unfortunately they were third on the list of leading packs. He also was wanting revenge on Ashers pack for stealing his mate away after he had rejected and abused her the f*cking arse wanted too: 'make an example of her' apparently. Luckily her second-chance-mate was in Ashers pack so she was now healing. Even so this made me sooo mad! But then after I asked what a 'mate' really was livid. Apparently 'mates' are a human, werewolf, etc. that you are bound to basically you are their soulmate and they are yours. Mates were chosen by the moon goddess herself and it is a bond that is treasured like an exotic jewel too werewolves. They made sure that their male, female or other mate will be protected and they are VERY possessive. I was Asher's mate, his other half, his sole reason to live.