Chapter 1;
Her pelt rippled powerfully as she surged forward, her long legs pumping faster and faster with each stride. Her Breathing was slightly labored, and her eyes bright with the excitement of the chase. She had the Vampire locked in sight, and her pack brothers all around her as they ran, jaws snapping, growls filling the air. Just as the only female jumped and was about to close her jaw around the vampire's neck-
*Beep, beep, beep*
With a groan, 'Ella slammed her hand down on her alarm clock, the cheap plastic thing cracking under her force. She sighed in slight exasperation, seeing as since she had Phased, she had already gone through 7 of them.
Her father poked his head into her door, his scowling featured easily morphing into an amused, signiture Jacob Black smirk.
"I see your awake... I'll go get you a new alarm clock while your at school."
A growl filled the room as the young she-wolf bared her teeth playfully at her father. He chuckled to himself before walking away, fearing of getting another broken alarm clock thrown at his head.
As he left, 'Ella pushed herself off of her bed, her muscles aching slightly after last night's Patrol. Her and Alexander, along with Spear had caught the scent of a Newborn Leech and had tracked him down almost to the Canadian border. Of course the damned thing had already been long gone by the time the trail ended, and the three tired Wolves dragged themselves back home, grumbling the whole way.
'Ella, ignoring her stomach's growling as the sweet smell of breakfest wafted into her keen senses, shuffled through her closet for a moment before pulling out a fitted tank-top, one her father detested considering the sudden growth of cleavege she had gained, and a pair of equally father-offending jeans. She pulled on a fresh pair of panties and a bra, before slipping into her clothes. She grabbed a pair of beat up converse and pulled her hair back into a quick braid, her jet-black bangs falling playfully around her face and eyes, while a few strands fall from the hair tie.
She grabbed up the shoes and jumped down the stairs, taking two at a time in order to get to the table and eat. She growled in irritation when she saw the company she would have; Jacob had left for work already, and her mother was most likely out shopping. Which left her alone with the bane of her goddamned existence; Junior Fucking Uley. Of course, however, Spear Atera was with him as well, so that made it almost Bearable. Almost.
She ignored the arrogant Alpha's hungry gaze as he took her in, having been used to the horn dog that was Junior Uley, and made her way to the stove to fill her plate enough to keep her belly under control until lunch time at school.
Spear yawned widely, tongue curling, and bones cracking deliciously as he stretched.
"Tired, kid?" Junior bared his teeth slightly in a feral green, brows raised challengingly. Spear said nothing, merely giving him an irritated glance before redirecting his attention to the female blocking the way to his food.
"Last night was pretty harsh, Junior," he said simply, in a tone that suggested the other was stupid for not realizing so, "You can hardly blame me for yawning, pup."
Golden eyes flashed, glittering viciously. Even Spear knew, despite his neutral stance, it was dangerous to act about the future alpha as such, but it's not like he ever cared. He picked the bacon of Ella's plate easily, ignoring her protests, and chewed it smugly, staring back at Junior with a level gaze.
"Pup? I recall that I just so happen to be older than you - " the prideful tirade was abruptly stopped as a familiar cell phone tone rung out.
"Hey, Mom," Spear smirked as he answered the phone, some grease dribbling down his chin, and he wiped it off reluctantly as Ella scolded him. "Yeah, I'm here. Yeah, I know. We'll take care of her. No, Mom. Bye."
He sighed, then turned to Ella, waving his pork in her face, "Well," he said, "It looks like we're babysitting you after school."
Ella narrowed her gleaming green eyes as she pulled her lips back into a feminine sneer. "Babysit! There's no chance in hell I'm gonna stick around for you blundering morons to tell me what to do."
The rightful alpha female munched on her breakfeast sluggishly, her eyes drooping every now and then before she would snap back into attention. Once her plate was devoured, she stood up to walk to the fridge, her full lips curving up into a small smirk as she gave her hips an extra sway.
She grabbed the bottle of apple juice from the shelf, not bothering to close the fridge as she turned her narrowed eyes onto Junior when she caught him leering at her suggestively. "Put your eyes the hell back in your head, Uley!" She snapped out at him, fighting back the irritated growl that fought to break away from her throat.
Her heated gaze then turned to Spear, softening in the slightest as she glances over his face. She shook her head to herself as she downed her glass of juice, before swiping her bag off the table and smacking Junior in the back of the head gently. "C'mon, pups. Let's get to school so my old man isn't on my case later for being late."
Spear shrugged. "Calm down, Ella, it's not like it's our call. The adults will be too busy, and we're all too young and vulnerable to be spread apart."
Junior narrowed his eyes. "Did your mom care to specify why they will be busy?"
Spear quirked a brow. "A meeting of some sort. Is it really any of your business?"
Junior's throat rumbled with an oncoming growl, but was quickly silenced as his eyes caught the definite sway in the she-wolf's hips as she passed.
"You know, it's never smart to act like a bitch in heat," grumbled the future-alpha softly, making sure to keep his voice down so the other's superb hearing couldn't catch on.
"Close the door," Spear commanded the girl boredly, then looked up at Junior. "And, if we're heading to school, would you please zip up your fly?"
Junior huffed, flustered, and pushed past the other two and to the door, fists clenched. "I, unlike some people, have girls waiting for me - "
"That require your fly down?" Spear retored with an amused smirk.
"Shut up, half-blood!" Junior spat at him, the hair on the back of his nek bristling angrily.
"You're a half-blood, too, Junior..." The bickering continued on until the reached the school, running and shoving each other all the way.
The hair on the back of her neck stood on end as the two bickered, but she easily found herself smirking softly at them. "And people around here say I'm the baby?" She snorted slightly, shaking her head in amused disbelief. "Right," She drew the word out for a few seconds, before her eyes took on a mischevous(Sp?) gleam. "Hey!" she exclaimed suddenly, her inner child bouncing with excitement at her new idea.
"How about we ditch shcool today!" She did not even bother trying to hide her excitement, for once looking like the somewhat innocent, 14 year old she really was.
At the 2 older males' disaproving glances, she stuck her bottom lip slightly in the same pout she always used to get her way with her father or any of the male wolves around. "Pleeeeeeaaaaaaase?" She begged quietly, drawing out the word and clasping her hands together dramaticly.
She turned her gaze to Spear instantly, considering she was far closer with the young Atera than she was with Junior. She made her green eyes wide and pleading, her lips still formed into a small pout.
Spear blanched. He knew it was only time before she tried her deadliest weapon - the face.
Junior, however, the cocky ass he was, had successfully, and quite obliviously, avoided the trap, far too concentrated on flexing his muscles, puffing out his chest, and lecturing. Lecturing was a past time he greatly enjoyed, especially since it pained others so much.
"Noella," he began sternly, eyes skyward, waggling his finger in a scolding fashion, "You know we can't - "
"Junior," Spear interrupted quietly, watching worriedly as tears pricked the corner of the girl's eyes, "Just look - "
"- further more, our parents have put a trust in us - "
"Junior," Spear said again, this time more aggressively, "I don't think - "
Ella whimpered, and her eyes reddened with oncoming tears.
"And - "
"Junior!" snapped Spear, his usual laid-back demeanor broken as he caught the other's attention. Junior's nose wrinkled in distaste, and he returned the younger wolf's gaze angrily.
"Just what is your - "
Before he could finish his sentence, Spear grabbed his face and slapped it to face Ella. The reaction was immediate. His shoulders drooped. His eyes widened. And he paused, still in the other's grip, then wriggled his way out, sighing.
"Fine," he said gruffly, surrendering finally. "We can skip."
