A/N: I've changed her name! IDK why but Mia just wasn't working for me anymore. So I went with Naomi. Don't know why but I felt like I needed to change her name. Oh well it's done. For the song of the chapter, um well I liked the beat. I really don't recommend you go out and read the lyrics because they are kind of bold but I liked the song.

BOOM! It's on! By Ying Yang Twins

Secrets and Confrontations

Chapter 2

I wouldn't allow myself to think about her. I didn't want to. But the pack would not allow it. After the BBQ on Friday they spent all Saturday talking about her, bringing her up in every single conversation. It was like they made it their sole purpose not to allow me to forget her eyes or her soft skin. Or the surprising need to hold her that just kept growing the more they talked about her. The softness of her touch was engraved in my skin.

That same Saturday, Sam called a meeting. Everyone was there, the pack, the elders, even our spiritual guide. The possibilities of having a second female wolf were enough to cause major commotion between everyone. Especially Leah, she seemed a little more interested in the meeting than usual. She was fidgeting and seemed a bit tensed, unlike her usual self. I like to think that I sort of know her and understand her turmoil over the whole Sam/Emily thing. I'm sure right now she is feeling a little excited for having an opportunity to have a female with her but also sorry for the girl who would lose her life.

I have to admit, being a wolf isn't entirely bad. Every since we started phasing, the elders have become more active in our community. My dad has become fully involved in raising money and providing for "the protectors". Which I have to admit was kind of cool. I have never seen him so confident or determined. He would lay his eye on a certain donor or grant and he got it. Or at least that's what he said. Half the time I didn't know where he got the money from. Maybe he was part of some underground movement. Or maybe he was just good at what he does. I don't know; don't really care, as long as he was happy and content, I'm satisfied. He was currently taking some financing classes to help him understand the manageability of money in a community. My dad is chairman of the Quileute Tribe. He along with Old Quil, help run our community smoothly, giving our people the safety and security we need. And of lately, our tribe has started to flourish, becoming involved in trade and small businesses.

For a very long time after my mom's death and after his diabetes, he didn't fully participate in his role. He allowed Old Quil to step in and take over for a while. He felt he wouldn't be able to take care of his people the way he wasn't able to take care of his family. I always called him out on the bullshit but he ignored my words. Until one day I asked if he thought I was a failure. I told him I was who I was because he raised me. So ultimately, if he thought he was a failure as a husband and father, then I would be a failure as a son as well. He was silently shocked and maybe even hurt. He kept to himself for almost a week. I felt terrible for having been so blunt on the subject. But I felt that he needed it. As hard as it was to hear the truth, we didn't need anything sugarcoated. It only made it that much harder to accept later. It hurt more than I would have thought to know I was a failure to my own father. I knew I wasn't the best company sometimes, but I wasn't that bad, right? Not worst than Paul or Leah. During this confrontation I wasn't a wolf yet. But it still hurt to think about it.

Four days later after our disagreement, we were eating our separately prepared meals when I heard his whisper.

"If you are what you are because I raised you son, then I must be a pretty good darn father." He breathed with a smile I'd missed for a long time. "I have never been so proud. You would never be a failure to me Jacob, never. You remember that son. Always remember that." and as mushy as it sounds, I went over and gave my dad a strong hug. It was a rare father son moment that I would always remember. My dad was proud. I wasn't a failure.

After that he slowly became more involved, learning and catching up with Old Quil. But after we started phasing, all the council members became extremely active, a gesture we all appreciated. Really we did. If we needed anything they would get it for us. They felt the need to provide us with our everyday necessities, even those necessities that weren't really needed but only wanted by us teen wolfs. We tried not to take advantage of this but sometimes it was hard. Say for example, as growing wolfs, our beds were too small, so they so kindly upgraded our twin sized beds to queen if not king, depending on the size of your room. My room was sort of small but seeing that I only needed it to sleep, I got a king. Leaving nearly no space to walk around. I'd have to work on that, expand my room and maybe take over one of my sisters or something. Yeah that sounds good. Expand.

"Earth to Jacob! Come in. Earth to Jacob" I heard from my right, bringing me back from my reminiscing thoughts.

"What do you want Seth" I grunted. But he only smiled as he continued to talk

"You've been awfully quite. You thinking of her?" he asked.

"I'm not thinking about her Seth. She means nothing. I just met her yesterday and before you ask, No I did not imprint" I said. I hated hearing every one ask me that same fucken question over and over again.

"Uuuhh, actually I was referring to Bella but if Naomi is on your head that's…uuu…good too…I think."

"Go away Seth" I grunted annoyed.

"Whatever Jake and just to let you know, some of the guys are talking about forming some sort of relationship with her, you know to keep an eye on her. But I think some just want an opportunity to date her, since you didn't imprint on her or anything. Just uumm…so you know… just in case…" he trailed off. He just stood there watching me and then turned around and left.

So suddenly she was available? She wasn't off limits anymore? They're all dicks! Not more than 24 hours ago she was off limits and was more like a sister to them, believing she was my imprint. But as soon as I phased and Sam confirmed I didn't imprint, she became available. But she wasn't going to date any of them. In fact, none of them were going to get anywhere near her. I would make sure off that. Just cuz I didn't imprint doesn't mean she isn't off…

No, wait. It doesn't matter. She can date whoever she wants. I don't care. I have Bella. I do. She can do whatever she want, even date the fucken un-loyal bastards I have as friend. It's not like I care. She means nothing to me. It was perfectly fine with me if she dated. She could date anyone…she wants…she's free.

Someone cleared their throat rather loudly before speaking "Would everyone take a seat and quiet down please. Thank you." my dad said.

"It has come to our attention that there is someone else showing signs and more importantly, that someone is a she. Would anyone care to elaborate on this?" he asked us. We were currently all spread out over my living room. While the council members where all sitting by the table, facing us.

"We're not entirely sure if she might be one of us, but we thought it would be best if we kept an eye out for her." Sam said "After Jake crashed into her, she and Paul seemed to have disagreed on something and she started shaking and huffing like …well …like we do. Then again she might just have a temper."

"Son, you crashed into her?" out all of the things Sam just said, he choose this small detail to point out.

"Yeah! He ran straight into her! It was sort of comical really. She couldn't breathe and Jacob looked like he wanted to help but was too afraid to touch her! You can tell he's never had a girlfriend before!" Jared said laughing.

I kept quiet. It was in my best interest to keep my boiling anger from getting the best of me. "Yes I did. But it was an accident, which she admitted was her fault too" I said defending myself.

"Does anyone know who she is?" Old Quil asked.

"I do" a deep rough voice said from the back of the room. I suppressed a growl and kept my gaze to the floor. "Her name is Naomi Avery Wood." Paul said.

"Wood, Wood, why does that sound so familiar?" my dad said thinking out loud.

"You mean Wood as in the daughter of Anthony Wood?"Asked Old Quil.

"All I know is that her dad is a police officer." Paul answered "she kept threatening to have me arrested" he whispered more to himself more than anyone else. But we all heard. It's a wolf thing.

"Shit! Is that Kevin's kid sister?" Leah exclaimed. Everyone else in the room just kept looking back and forth between them, including me. Does everyone remember this girl except me?

"Leah! Watch your language" Sue warned.

"How can this be? She's not even…their mom isn't…she's not…"Old Quil muttered

"…Quileute?" Paul finished. Murmurs and whispers broke out between everyone.

How could this be? A non Quileute turning into a wolf, maybe we interpreted things wrong and she just had anger issues.

"But she is. She's half Quileute and half Dene. She's descendant of a First Nation tribe." Leah said

"She's like me. I'm Quileute and Makah and here I am, phasing into a giant wolf." Embry pointed out.

"Yes but you're a man. If someone is suppose to be phasing in that family, it would be Kevin not her." Old Quil said.

"Just because she's a woman does not mean she can't receive the gene as well. Look at my daughter for example. You don't see her having any problems phasing" Sue said defensively. You'd think they just insulted her. I mean Old Quil, whether conscious of it or not, indirectly insulted the only women in this meeting. And let me tell you, Sue and Leah are the last people you want to insult.

"All I'm saying is that Kevin would be the one phasing, he is the oldest and…"

"… and he isn't here. He is in California."Leah interrupted "Maybe both would have phased, just like Seth and I" she continued visibly irritated.

"It doesn't matter who should have phased. What we have to do is figure out if she will even phase at all." Billy said trying to calm the increasing tension. "You haven't said anything Ian, what do you think?"

Ian was our Spiritual Guide. He initially helped us all out when we first phased. He led us through the path of good, allowing us to understand and accept our destiny. He also had communication with the spirits during his meditations or dreams. Which I thought was kind of creepy and useless, until I phased. Aside from the whole I-talk-to-the-dead thing, he is actually pretty funny and laid back. Just like my dad, trying to fit in with the new generation. What a couple of old farts.

He smiled and watched us curiously, but his gaze lingered on me the most. His eyes bright with knowledge and his smile secretive, as if he knew something we should know as well. "I'm just letting you guys brainstorm" he said.

He smiled once again and returned his gaze to the rest of the pack. What the hell was he smiling about? I don't like that smile! It reminded me too much of Paul's secretive smile that day on the beach. I fucken hate secrets.

"Is that all you have to say Old Man? What? don't tell us you didn't see her coming? You pretty much knew who was phasing next without any symptoms being present. What happened with this one?" Quil asked. We all called him that, he didn't seem to mind. It just felt kind of weird calling him by his first name. You know the whole respect your elder's thing. But I guess that went out the window when we started calling him Old Man.

"Oh, but you are wrong Jr. I did see her. In fact, the spirits told me she'll be…essential…for the pack." He said making Quil grunt. He hated being called Jr.

"And why haven't we been informed Ian" Old Quil asked.

"No one asked." Ian responded nonchalantly. "Besides she won't phase anytime soon. She just started showing sings last month. That's why she's back. Her mom thought that Naomi finally hit the teen rebellious stage and she was getting out of hand. So she sent her to her dad. She's been back for almost a month and is going to start school with the rest of you."

"How do you know all this?" I asked. He seemed to be well informed.

"Like I said, I have connections kid" he replied.

"Is that the kind of information you get from the spirits?" I asked shocked

"Of course not! I heard all this down at the coffee shop. Nothing happens in La Push that doesn't go through the shop first." He said. That sounds reasonable. I'm surprised they don't know about us yet.

Billy let out a small laugh before bringing the attention back to himself. "This is what we're going to do. One of you guys is going to befriend her….

"Preferably Jacob… or Leah… either one…" Ian interrupted watching me as he said this, adding Leah's name almost as a second thought, or at least that what it sounded like.

"…Ian!"Billy groaned "Where was I? Oh yes, you'll be friends with her and watch for any signs and I'll go talk to Toni. Start hanging out again."

"Yah dad, you've been kicking it with Charlie too much, you forgot all about Toni" I said.

"No I haven't, Toni just works a lot" he countered

"As fun as it is watching this father and son moment, I sort of have things to do, is the meeting over" Paul asked.

"It's officially over Paul. Sam, please make sure to figure out the details." My dad said. Everyone stood up and started evacuating my house. Finally I would get some shut eye! I stood up from my seat and started walking to my room. My king size bed was waiting for me, with soft thick comforters. I could feel my eyes lids dropping on their own. I hadn't realized I was this tired. But it was reasonable. I wasn't able to sleep at all last night. My thoughts would always be interrupted with an image of her. I wanted to call Bella last night but for some reason every time I was going to try and call her, my mind brought her up. Either that or my phone would ring and on the other side, a pack member would be asking me about her, even though I had already answered all their questions. But today was going to be different. I was so tired, not even her beautiful eyes would keep me from sleeping. My feet moved unconsciously towards my room.

"Jake, could you come outside for a minute" I heard Sam asked from the door. Urg. Fuck my life. Can't I just go to sleep! I reluctantly turned around and walked outside were the entire pack was waiting.

"This will be quick. I think Leah would have a better chance of becoming her friend, since she knows her brother" Sam said. He sounded a bit irritated or annoyed. I wonder. Was it because Leah seemed to know Naomi's brother in a deeper sense than just acquaintance?

"But after she goes to school, it'll be up to you guys to keep an eye out for her." He continued.

"That won't be a problem. I'll do it" Paul said.

"No!" I said. He's not going to be her friend. He's not even going to look at her. I refuse to have him anywhere near her! He won't…

"You don't decide Jacob!" he growled.

"Haven't you forgotten she hates your fucken guts!" I said through my clenched jaw, taking a few steps closer to him. He is not going to...

"Fuck you Jake! She's not your imprint. She can befriend whoever she wants" he said. I hate this guy. I could feel my body trembling and the tingling sensation that usually rushed through my body before I phased. No one was capable of making my blood boil like this. Actually there was one more person. Pansy ass Edward.

"Shut up! You're both pathetic" Embry said taking a step in between us. "Leah will introduce us. That way we'll all watch her"

"Excellent! Now that that's resolved, we can get going. Jared, Quil you guys are running patrol right?" Sam asked.

"Yes" they both answered together.

"I'll get you later Jacob" Paul warned.

"How 'bout now?" I countered, closing the distance between us. I could really use this fight. It would be my pleasure to finally give him several broken bones and a set of purple eyes. My hands ached to punch him hard in the face. It would also help me relieve all this pent up anger I have.

"Bring it!"He growled as our faces were inches away, fuming over each other, our bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"Enough! Go to sleep Jacob and you Paul, go home!" Sam ordered, pulling us apart. Paul just smiled wickedly as he turned around and left.

"Let's see if you can keep me away from her" he whispered. Any other human ear wouldn't have picked that up.

But I did and so did every wolf in the property.

A low growl emanated from my throat. He just threatened the wrong wolf.

OH! If he didn't imprint then why does he feel so...protective...or why is he being so territorial lol ! :D

Let me know what you think!

I'm trying to make it interesting and such, but I know so far it's pretty much filler, be patient while we get to the good parts . If you have any ideas that you would like to see, don't be shy and let me now I'll try and figure out a way to incorporate them into the story. (If you like) :D