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Judged

Chapter 2


Jared had a hard time accepting that I had not only beaten him in a fight, but I took his place in the pack. I was second in command now. Sam and I got into a fight about a week after I had phased. He beat me so I at least respect that he is alpha. As a man, I'm not too sure just yet.

I was walking behind Sam and Jared as we made our way through the woods to Sam's house. He wants me to meet his girlfriend already.

I was told last week that she is his imprint. What is an imprint? Jared told me to just watch them interact. He told me not to say something about her scars either.

I stayed quiet about that advice. I'm a douche bag to most people but women are a different story. Unless I have reason to be rude, women are generally just ignored.

She is our alpha female as Jared would put it.

Sam's house was a small cottage set with the forest curled around it. It had a girlish flare to it seeing as he lived with his girl. I could smell the food cooking from the edge of the woods. It made my mouth water.

I started hunting my food in wolf form now. I can't afford the amount of food it takes for me to feed myself.

Walking into the back yard Jared nudged my shoulder and nodded towards Sam. I glared at Jared for touching me, taking an obvious step away from him before looking to Sam.

He has sped up and was practically jogging to get to his backdoor.

Jared and I followed quickly to watch him. Jared had a stupid grin on his face. He thinks imprints are funny for some reason. He thinks Sam is whipped.

Entering the house Sam bee lined for a petite woman in the kitchen.

She had long black hair straight as paper and down to her waist. She was probably 5'5" and was tiny. Her face was beautiful except for the scars running down the left side of her face.

The scar closest inward just missed the edge of her eye and trailed down her cheek hitting the corner of her mouth. It pulled her mouth down into a frown no matter how much she smiled. The scar in the middle started just to the left of her temple and trailed down the side of her face onto her neck. The last scar started behind her ear and curled around the back of her neck.

Sam kissed the start of each scar as she smiled her lopsided smile and giggled at him. Her hands were fisted in his shirt as his arms held her tightly against him. He planted kisses all over her face before sweetly kissing his lips. She sighed and buried her face in his chest.

He loves her. My mind whispered.

Jared gave a little snicker and I glared at him sideways before returning my attention at the couple.

"Paul this is my girl Emily. Emily, our newest br-" Sam stopped himself looking at me with an apology in his eyes, "Pack mate Paul."

She gave me a little smile, "It's nice to finally meet you Paul. I've been bugging Sam about him bringing you home for a month now."

"Nice to meet you too Emily." I said as happily as I could manage. My voice was always so devoid of emotion it was hard to put it back in.

She must have been warned because she didn't even frown at my emotionless face and false sounding voice. She simply smiled a little bigger and turned around grabbing a little plate of food.

"Dig in boys!" She laughed sitting at the table.

I narrowed my eyes at Sam. He didn't tell me I had to spend time here.

Emily's hand was on my arm then.

I tensed and growled automatically.

She jerked back apologizing. Sam was holding me against the wall before I could even say something.

"Don't you ever snarl at her, she didn't know." He viciously snarled in my face.

I glared at him until he let me go, "I didn't mean to growl at her."

I turned to Emily who was looking guilty with sad puppy eyes, "I don't like being touched. I didn't mean to growl at you. I was just taken off guard."

Emily gave me a sad smile, "I'm sorry I touched you. You just looked somewhat angry. Please, eat."

Sam ran his hands all over her making sure I didn't break her with my growl. I rolled my eyes at that as I grabbed enough food for three people.

Jared made stupid jokes and played with his food making Emily laugh. I ate silently, watching Sam and Emily interact with one another.

He smiled softly whenever she looked at him and his body seemed to relax when she laughed. If she shifted to the left so did he. When she leaned towards him, he put his arm around the back of her chair. They were breathing in accord too.

Their hearts were beating in harmony. I realized as the night went on.

Sam and Emily were getting more food in the kitchen as Jared polished off his 4th plate.

"They're in sync." I said quietly.

Jared looked at me and smiled, "You noticed huh?"

"You told me to so I could see what an imprint was," I said shoving more meat in my mouth, "Their like two halves of the same person."

Jared smiled an almost prideful smile, "Bingo. Imprints are the wolf's other half; their soul mate."

"I didn't mean to growl at her." I stated. I don't treat women badly.

"I know dude. If it was just some chick, Sam wouldn't care but it's his imprint. He will let me and you die before he lets her get hurt by anything." Jared said smiling at me.

"Do you ever stop smiling?" I growled lightly. It was almost irritating.

Jared smirked then, "You may be an asshole with no emotions but I am a happy camper thank you."

I glared at him growling.

"Knock it off you two." Sam ordered walking into the room with Emily close behind.

I was finished with the plate and didn't feel like being here anymore.

"It was nice meeting you Emily. I'm gonna patrol Sam." I stated putting my plate near the sink.

I was pulling off my shorts in the forest before Emily could respond to me.

"He's better than you guys said he'd be." I heard her faintly say.

I scoffed as I phased. My paws hit the ground and I was off.

I learned the patrol route within a week of becoming a giant wolf. I liked running. I liked the freedom of it.

Sam and Jared let me patrol all I wanted. I patrolled long shifts and did them every day. It was relaxing. I let my mind go blank as I ran.

After a couple laps, I began hunting. My fridge was running low.

I stalked a group of deer until I had about 5 deer.

I looked around trying to figure out where I ended up. About 300 ft from me was an old fort.

The tree it was attached to was falling over and had moss covering it. The wood was falling apart and rotting. Most of the fort was moss covered. The swing tied to the next tree was covered in moss and vines too.

I slowly approached the area.

I pictured my little fort as it use to be before I stopped coming out to it. My dad had built it for me when I was a little kid.

I vaguely remembered my mom pushing me on the swing one morning before all the shit hit the fan; before I figured out the pattern.

This little place was my escape for so long. I hid here when I needed to get away from my parents. I loved this place.

I walked up to the front of the fort. Lying on the ground was a little plush hippo. My grandmother gave that to me before she passed. He was worn and dirty. His fur was destroyed from the weather.

The pain I kept so deep in my soul leaked out. I whimpered and laid down with my nose next to the hippo.

I closed my eyes remembering the little guy when I got him. I carried him everywhere. When I couldn't do that anymore, I hid him here. I didn't want something to happen to him.

Memories of me playing in the fort alone with my hippo played like a home video in my head for an hour. My hippo was my only friend growing up. I left him here and forgot about him.

How I had wandered into the backyard of mine old house was beyond me. I nudged the little hippo into the fort with my eyes closed. I didn't want to see what was in the decaying play house.

I grabbed my meat and ran to my house. I couldn't shake the pain slowly filling my heart.

Once I had al l the meat at my house I took off running. I ran until I was in the remote part of La Push. I tore into the trees until I was exhausted.

I ran back to my meat and phased out. I started the work of skinning and gutting the deer. It took me hours. Jared at some point showed up and just sat on my porch. He knew better than to enter my house.

"You seem angrier than usual." He said as I slit the stomach of the last deer.

I glanced at him in my peripherals grunting in response as the guts hit the grass.

"Eventually you'll accept us as at least friends. Right?" He asked as he began helping me clean up the mess.

I stayed silent for a few minutes. Jared let me think as he helped.

I'm stuck with them indefinitely so I guess that eventually I would be nicer to them. I don't really do too well with people though.

"I don't know." I finally stated.

"It was instinct to fight when you joined the pack. If more guys phase then you'll have to fight them too. It won't be by choice you just will." He stated grabbing some meat to cut.

I looked at him, pausing my cutting.

"I don't have anything against you. I just don't understand you." He admitted looking at me for a moment.

I went back to cutting; quietly thinking again.

"I don't plan on you ever really understanding me Jared. I'm a closed off person. I don't really like people and I'm not friendly. I have a reputation for being apathetic. As rude and mean as I come off I'm not. I get that I'm stuck with you and Sam for a long time so I guess eventually I'll be a friend to you but-"

"Right now we haven't earned it?" He interrupted.

"But I just don't trust you guys." I finished cutting the next hunk of meat.

Jared nodded as he grabbed more meat to cut. He silently helped me cut all the meat and store it. He didn't touch me but he smiled at me before he left.

I went to sleep thinking about Jared and Sam. I trust myself and only myself. I don't know if I will ever trust Sam and Jared.

I slipped into dreams of my fort and hippo. The scents of my parents hung in the air and burned into my mind.