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And that was when all hell broke loose.

Just Old Tribal Legends

It all happened so quick that if I'd blinked, I probably would have missed it.

Jake jumped out of his seat blindingly fast and visibly shaking. At the same moment, Embry and Quil flew across the table at Jake and shoved him towards the forest and away from the house that he was trying to get to and Jared's arms wrapped around me in a vice like grip. He pulled me out of my chair and had me across the yard faster then I could see his movements.

I stared at Jake as we came to a stop and watched in shock as he glared at his best friends, shaking violently.

"Out of all the girls in La Push," Jake yelled loudly. "Why did he have to choose Bella?"

Jake tried once again to push past Embry and Quil but, shaking almost as much as Jake, they pushed him back easily.

"He has no choice," Quil seemed to be reminding him.

"You know that," Embry said softly. "We all do."

Jake took a deep breath and the tremors that were racking his body slowed and lessened but did not stop.

"Where is he?" he demanded, turning on Jared.

"In the house," he mumbled so quietly that even though his arms were still holding me still I only just heard him. "He wanted to talk to Charlie and Billy about it first."

Without another word, Jake pushed past Embry and Quil and stormed into the house, slamming the door on the way inside. There was a long silence between those of us who were left outside before I finally broke it.

"Would someone please explain to me what just happened?" I asked quietly.

Jared's arms dropped from my waist and I heard him sigh quietly as both of us moved towards the table were the other boys now sat, staring either at their plate or off into space.

"We can't be the ones to tell you," Paul told me quietly as I sat back down. "Only Sam or one of the elders is able to."

I opened my mouth to ask why that was when someone interrupted me.

"Bella?"

I turned around to see who had spoken and felt my eyes visibly widen. The guy who stood behind me had to be at least 6'7 and as, like the others, he wasn't wearing a shirt, I could easily see his extremely defined muscles. He had short brown hair, cropped to just above his ears, and deep, dark brown eyes that I just wanted to fall into.

Wow.

I quickly snapped my self out of it.

"I take it you're Sam?" I asked, my eyebrows raising at him.

He nodded and smiled at me as he sat down in Jake's now empty seat. I briefly wondered where he'd ended up going but didn't have to for long when I noticed Jake, Uncle Billy and Charlie coming out of the back door.

"Then would you mind explaining to me what is going on?" I asked, breaking my promise to Jake about not prying in the process.

He drew a hand threw his hair, drawing my attention to it, as he spoke, "It's probably better if Charlie tells you. He knows the legends better then I do."

"What legends?" I demanded, turning towards my father as he and Uncle Billy took back their original seats.

He sighed, "Can you think back to before Renee took you away? Do you remember the legends that Billy and I used to tell you and Jacob when you were little?"

I tried to think back to when I was younger and used to love listening to Dad and Uncle Billy telling old tribal legends around the camp fire but none of the full stories came to mind.

I shook my head.

He took a deep breath before he told a legend I knew I'd heard millions of times before but didn't remember.

"Well, there are lots of legends, some of the claiming to date back to the Flood – supposedly, the ancient Quileutes tied their canoes to the tops of the tallest trees on the mountain to survive like Noah and the ark," he began. "Another legend claims that we descended from wolves – and that the wolves are our brothers still. That's why it's against tribal law to kill them."

I nodded, remembering the ancient law but still not seeing why this was relevant.

"According to legend," Dad continued. "Your great-grandfather was one of them – a man that turned into a wolf. A werewolf if you will."

"And what does that have to do with anything?" I demanded in confusion.

"The ability to turn into a wolf is said to be passed down from generation to generation into the male decendants," he told me.

"Are trying to tell me that Jacob is a werewolf?" I demanded, glancing at him out of the corner of my eye.

I saw him flinch.

"Yes," Uncle Billy said softly. "We all are."

I stared at him for a moment before I blurted out the first thing that came to mind, "That's crazy! They're just old tribal legends!"

"Dad," Jake spoke, his face emotionless. "Do you want me to prove it to her?"

I stared between the two of them in slight panic but it wasn't Billy who answered.

"No," Sam's deep voice said from beside me. "I'll do it."

Without a glance back, he disappeared into the forest behind my house.

"Dad what is he-" I started to asked but he cut me off.

"Just watch," he said, pointing to where Sam had disappeared into the forest.

Only a few moments passed before a midnight black horse sized wolf came walking out of the woods. I felt my eyes widen and my mouth open to scream but no sound came out. It turned its head towards me and it looked me in the eyes with its deep, dark brown ones, causing me to close my mouth and gulp.

"Sam?"

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