DAD!

"It's good to see you, Sara." I dropped the can of soup I had been holding and spun around to see Mrs. Uley.

"You too Mrs. Uley." I smiled, bending down to pick up the stupid chicken-and-rice wannabe. Putting it in my cart, I faced her again.

"You doing the shopping for your mom?"

"Sort of, I think the Pack is having some huge secret meeting I'm not allowed in on actually." I mumbled. "They kicked me out to buy non-relative produce items. I mean have you ever heard of Ra-hub-barb pie?"

"Rhubarb." She laughed, "Right over there with the pies, sweetie."

"Right." I looked behind me at the bakery section, "Thanks."

"So is that where Caleb is? He didn't tell me where he was going before he left and my husband's gone too." Well, stop worrying, your husband stopped phasing years ago.

I froze. Caleb was at my house?

That's why dad wanted me gone.

"I guess so." I shrugged, "All I know is that I was sent here to get soup, rhubarb pie, and coke." He hadn't been there when I left. No one was there when I left, but your explanation explains a lot.

"So how's your dad putting up with the whole `pups` thing again?"

"Just fantastic." He won't let me near any of them.

"I suppose it's a handful considering it is Caleb, Justin, and Harry. They're a rough bunch."

"Yeah…" My brother gets all the luck.

"I hear Leah's son is getting ready to join them too."

"Wouldn't surprise me, Matt is huge." Hurry up old woman; I need to get my ass home! I think my dad must be in dire need of some rhubarb pie if he sent me here to get some.

"Well, wish your mother the best of luck. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow." I doubt it, dad doesn't let me or mom near your place. I mean your husband almost kills my mother and suddenly it's like "family feud!" I mean, it was years ago, get over it!

"Maybe." I said politely. Snatching up a pie, I ran to check out and drove home.

Oh, well, the whole lot was here weren't they. I CAN'T FIND A DAMN PARKING SPACE AND THIS IS MY OWN HOME! WHAT THE FUCK?!

I killed the engine and stormed through the door.

"You can get your own damn food out of the fucking car if you're going to hog all the parking spaces! I mean just run here, it's so much faster as some of you," I glared at my brother Justin, "Have not refrained from telling me!"

My dad looked furious.

"Sarabella Freesia Black."

"Aw, you know my name. I was going to get myself a dog collar." I rolled my eyes.

Behind my dad's back Justin mouthed, "You are so in for it!"

"Oh grow up, Justin."

I was surprised that only dad, Justin, and Harry were there. I had seen Caleb's truck out front.

"What's going on?" Oh, there he was. I spun around.

Wow.

He was hot!

I mean, not that he wasn't hot before, but temperature aside, he had abs!

I wasn't really paying attention to my surroundings too much which was fairly stupid considering my grandmother is—like—the queen of spazzes.

Harry was laughing his ass off, Justin wasn't so amused. My dad was pissed.

Wait…what is going on?

I looked back at them, then back at Caleb.

Something was eerily familiar. Something about his face.

Well, duh, you've only known the kid for forever.

Nope, no, something else. His eyes, it was something with his eyes.

Well, he's had those eyes his entire life, Sara.

No, no, no, the way he's staring.

Aw, he imprinted!

Oh SHIT he IMPRINTED?! Fuck, he is so screwed right now. Dad and Justin are going to murder him!

"Not on my sister you douche!"

"JUSTIN!" I screamed at him.

Well, Justin isn't home at the moment, but there's a big ass dog here. If you really need to talk to him, leave a message after the bark.

Woof.

I looked at dad, was he going to do anything?

He was fighting for control, something I'd only seen Justin ever do.

So what the hell am I supposed to do?

There are two wolves rolling around in the hallway of my house. My dad is shivering. My some-what cousin, Harry, is laughing his ass off.

There's not much I can do.

Except, maybe, get some popcorn and sit and watch. But, I'd seen what happened in the past with humans too close to a fight or an otherwise unstable wolf.

"Harry, do something!"

"I can't, let them kill each other. They've been at each other's throats for forever." He shrugged.

Oh, thanks Harry, you're a real help.

I went down the list in my head.

Aunt Leah would tell me to get over it.

Uncle Seth would do the same thing his son is doing.

Uncle Embry would make a bet with Uncle Quil.

Uncle Quil would make a bet with Uncle Embry.

No idea where the hell Mr. Uley is.

Mattias hasn't phased yet, and if he had he'd be terrible unstable and wouldn't help much in a fight.

Where was mom, she could break this up.

Hm…grandpa would be oh too willing to fix this problem…

"KNOCK IT OFF!" I yelled at them.

Nothing.

"Where's the fucking spray bottle?" I sighed.

Dad's tremors were becoming a little more pronounced.

"IF YOU PHASE I WILL SHOOT YOU!" I threatened—this was really starting to piss me off.

"Aw, SWEET!" Harry cheered.

"What?"