Chapter 2: Truth

Somehow everything's gonna fall right into place

If we only had a way to make it all fall faster everyday

If only time flew like a dove

Well God, make it fly faster than I'm falling in love –Paramore, Hallelujah

Later that night, I am still thinking about the kiss. It didn't mean anything. It was just a dare. Somehow, I can't convince myself of that. But there's no way Leah is thinking the same things as I am right now. A noise out my window makes me jump. I walk over and open the shades. Leah stares back at me, a lost look in her eyes, like she's concentrating on figuring something out. Then she knocks on the window and mouths, "Can I come in?" I shrug, then pry open the window. Leah pulls herself in and a gust of wind blows raindrops into the room. I hurry to close the window.

"What…are you doing here?" I ask.

"What are you doing here?" Leah says.

"Um, I live here, remember?"

Leah rolls her eyes. "I mean, what were you doing before I walked in?"

"Trying to sleep."

Leah raises her eyebrows. "Trying? Jacob, the only time you don't falls asleep when you want to is when you're thinking about something. What was it?"

"Leah, aren't you in my head enough?"

"Come on," Leah bats her eyelashes at me, something I have never seen her do.

"Leah?"

"Yeah?"

"Did you just bat your eyelashes?"

"No," she says, doing it again.

"You just did it again!"

"I have something in my eye, ok?"

"Sure you do."

"That's beside the point. What were you thinking about?"

"What were you thinking about?"

"If I tell you," Leah says, "Will you tell me what you were thinking about?"

I nod.

"I was thinking about…" Leah continues, "That I was glad Paul gave me that dare."

I grin. "Did I impress you with my amazing kissing skills?"

"Sure," Leah says. "Let's go with that. But then I was thinking that I was scared. That you'll imprint."

"Leah, I have the perfect solution for that. It's called 'I won't imprint.'"

"That's what Sam thought also."

"I'm not Sam."

Leah sighs. "No, you're not. What were you thinking about?"

"The same things you were," I answer.

"So…" Leah says softly. "What does this mean for us?"

"I guess…it means that no one in the wolf pack is going to want to be in our heads ever again."

I run a hand through my hair and grin at Leah. Leah sighs and sits down on my bed. She begins to pick at one of the threads on the blanket. I sit down next to her and put my hand over hers. Our faces move closer together, then a clap of thunder sends us into pitch black. A long howl cuts through the air.

"Shoot," Leah mumbles. "Sam." She pries open the window, and climbs out. I follow after her. She has already phased by the time I get outside.

Phasing quickly, I tell her, "You didn't have to hide to phase. It's not like we haven't seen it before."

"Sorry, Jake," Leah thinks. "You're not getting lucky tonight."

"Jacob! Leah!" Sam snaps. "Stop flirting and come here!" Sam's thoughts are too blurred for me to tell why Sam wants us. Leah and I run off into the woods, eager to find out why Sam needs us.