Chapter 3 What's a keeper wolf?

(the next day at the dinner)

"Molly, over here!" Seth called to her, being the friendly one. Ash followed behind her with another guy.

Molly sat down and smiled at Seth, while Embry looked like he was going to kill him.

"Hey guys."

Paul tuck the opportunity while the other were distracted to steal Embry's food and eat it in a couple seconds. When he was finished eating, he smiled at Molly and said.

"Fancy meeting you here, , how do you do today?"

Everyone turned to look at Paul, who got punched seconds later by Embry for eating his food and flirting with his imprint.

Molly just laughed and said.

"Well, today I was wondering why a hot-headed human was being so nice."

Paul replied trying to look innocent.

"What I can't be just trying to change my actions for the better?"

Molly raised an eyebrow and gave him a look of disbelief.

"Fine, fine, fine. I want to hear some more of your funny adventures."

Molly laughed, before sitting down and cleared her throat to start.

" Okay. Once upon a time there was a man named Bob." She looked at us to see if we were listening, which we were. "Bob was walking down a country road when he spotted a farmer standing in the middle of a huge field of corn do absolutely nothing. Bob, being his curious self, walks allllllllll the way out to the farmer and asks, "Excuse me farmer, could you tell me what you are doing?"

"I'm trying to win a Nobel Prize," replies the farmer.

"A Nobel Prize?" Bob asks, puzzled. "How?"

"Well, I heard they give the Nobel Prizes to people who stand in their field."

"Really? Is that so?"

"I believe so, yes."

"Would you mind if I joined you then?"

"No, no, not at all."

And with that they stud there."

"Another one please, please, please!" Claire begged, jumping up and down from Emily's lap.

"Okay, okay, let me think. Okay. An Irishman, a Mexican and a Blonde Guy were doing construction work on scaffolding on the 20th floor of a building.

They were eating lunch and the Irishman said, "Corned beef and cabbage! If I get corned beef and cabbage one more time for lunch, I'm going to jump off this building."

The Mexican opened his lunch box and exclaimed, "Burritos again! If I get burritos one more time I'm going to jump off, too."

The blonde opened his lunch and said, "Bologna again! If I get a bologna sandwich one more time, I'm jumping too."

The next day, the Irishman opened his lunch box, saw corned beef and cabbage, and jumped to his death.

The Mexican opened his lunch, saw a burrito, and jumped, too.

The blonde guy opened his lunch, saw the bologna and jumped to his death as well.

At the funeral, the Irishman's wife was weeping. She said, "If I'd known how really tired he was of corned beef and cabbage, I never would have given it to him again!"

The Mexican's wife also wept and said, "I could have given him tacos or enchiladas! I didn't realize he hated burritos so much."
Everyone turned and stared at the blonde's wife. She said,

"Don't look at me. The idiot makes his own lunch.""

"Another one." Quil said, excited.

Molly thought for a moment before starting another.

"When John found out he was going to inherit a fortune when his sickly father died, he decided he needed a woman to enjoy it with.

So one evening he went to a singles bar where he spotted the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her natural beauty took his breath away.

"I may look like just an ordinary man," he said as he walked up to her, "but in just a week or two, my father will die, and I'll inherit 20 million dollars."

Impressed, the woman went home with him that evening and, three days later she became his stepmother.

Women are so much smarter than men." Molly finished and all the guys snorted not approving.

(Get it? She didn't want to be stuck with John her whole life, so she married his father who would die in a couple of day so she could have some of the money)

"Okay next story. Three women are about to be executed. One's a brunette, one's a redhead, and one's a blonde.

Two guards brings the brunette forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready . . . Aim . . ."

Suddenly the brunette yells, "Earthquake!" Everyone is startled and looks around. She manages to escape.

The angry guards then bring the redhead forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready . . . Aim . . ."

The redhead then screams, "Tornado!" Yet again, everyone is startled and looks around. She, too, escapes execution.

By this point, the blonde had figured out what the others did. The guards bring her forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She also says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready . . . Aim . . ."

The blond yells, "Fire!"

(Understand? Blondie yelled fire, as in to fire a gun, which kills her)

"Okay, then next story. Real true story about this guy that really needs help. If you're going to donate money, give it to him to find a cure. Okay. He's a sailor in the New Zealand Navy. His parents live in the suburb of Seatoun and one of his sisters, who lives in Palmerston North, is married to a guy from Manchester, England. His father and mother have recently been arrested for growing and selling marijuana and are currently dependent on his two sisters, who are prostitutes in Auckland. He has two brothers, one who is currently serving a non-parole life sentence in Mount Eaden Prison, Auckland, for the rape & murder of a teenage boy in 2013, the other currently being held in the Wellington remand centre on charges of incest with his three children. He has recently become engaged to marry a former Thai prostitute who lives in Christchurch and indeed is still a part time "working girl" (prostitute) in a brothel, however, her time there is limited as she has recently been infected with an STD. They intend to marry as soon as possible and are currently looking into the possibility of opening their own brothel, utilising her knowledge of the industry, working as the manager. He was hoping his two sisters would be interested in joining his team. Although he would prefer them not to prostitute themselves, at least it would get them off the streets and hopefully the heroin."

"Okay next one."

"Okay...An inquisitive young boy is talking to his mother.

"Mommy, how old are you?"

"Oh, that's quite personal, son, and besides it's not polite to ask a woman her age."

"Ok, mommy, then tell me, um, how much do you weigh?"

"Well, I can't tell you that either, a woman's weight is a secret."

The boy was getting a bit frustrated by now. "If you can't tell me that, can you tell me why you and Daddy split up?"

"Someday I'll explain it to you but it's all quite complicated and I don't think you'd understand."

The boy wandered off unfulfilled but kept all of this in the back of his mind. The next day in school, he was talking to one of his school chums and was told to look at his mom's driver's license.

That would have all of his answers.

So very early the next morning he snuck into her wallet and looked at her driver's license. When she awoke, he said, "I know how old you are!"

She said, "You do? How old am I?"

"You're 31. And I know how much you weigh, too!"

"Oh," she said, getting curious, "how much is that?"

"You weigh 126. And I even know why Daddy left!"

She was really curious now. "Why was that, son?"

"It's because you got an F in sex!" Molly ended the story, with that.

Everyone burst out laughing.

"Molly you really are a good story teller. Better than Rachel, at least." Paul said laughing at Rachel's expression.

"Thanks, I try."

"Hey guys why don't we leave so Embry can talk to Molly." Emily said trying to get them alone, so they could talk.

There was a few "ya"'s and "yes"'s before they all left.

Ash and the guy that came in with them got up, and Ash said.

"We got mission now, sorry Mol, gotta go. Talk to you people later."

She and the guy waved and walked out.

"So just because we're alone doesn't mean you're going to kill me, right?" Molly said, smiling at Embry.

"I could never hurt you, Molly."

"You're a very strange teenager, Embry."

"How so?"

"You don't fear me."

"Should I?"

"If you were smart, yes. If I get angry, I get scary and dangerous."

"I'm dangerous, too."

"Not as much as I am though. I've been training for 14 years on how to kill people and stay alive."

"But you wouldn't kill innocent people, right?"

"If my boss sent me my mission and I had to, yes, I would."

"You're really loyal."

"That's all you got out of that? I would kill people I know to survive. I have before because they've tried to hurt people I was protecting, while they were doing their jobs. Doesn't that scare you?"

"A bit, but I really like you. Do you happen to know where your friend Ash is?

"Yes, why?"

"One of my friends, Jake, really like her."

"One of your friends like's Ash? As is Ash ?"

"Ya."

"Oh mmmmyyyy god. Your friend has a death wish."

"How so? You're okay, aren't you?"

"I'm okay when people aren't trying to kill me, ya. But Ash doesn't care, she hates everyone that she thinks is a threat to her survival."

"Jake isn't a threat though, he really likes her."

"Oh, and you would know how?" She said in a dangerously low voice.

"Ummmm…uuum…He told me."

"Un-hun."

"You don't believe me do you?"

"Not the slightest bit."

"Look, if I could tell you, I would. But I physically can't. Ok?"

"No it's not okay."

"Please don't make this harder than it is." He begged.

"It wouldn't be if you just told me! I was beginning to like you, too."

"Really? You like me?" He said in a hopeful voice, happy his imprint liked him.

"Don't change the subject."

"You really like me?" Embry asked, still in a daze from his imprint liking him.

"Listen, I don't know what your deal is, you psychopath but I swear- I will not hesitate to kill you if you make one wrong move."

"I was just trying to help my friend, Jake-."

"Great now I get it. The only reason you were talking to me in the first place, is because you wanted to help your friend get into Leah's pants. Wow, I'm such an idiot for thinking you liked me enough not to screw me over! Well, no-."

"I wouldn't screw you over, I'm not that type of guy. OK? I was just trying to help out a friend. If you really want to see what I'm hiding, then come on."

He grabbed her wrist and walked out of the dinner, dragging her behind him. He walked to the edge of the tree line of the forest, tuck a breath and continued walking. She made no sound behind him, and followed. He stopped after a while, turned and faced her.

"Have you ever heard about the legends of our tribe?"

"Ya, Dr. Cullen and his daughter vamp told me. Said you guys were special wolves or something. You only phase if vamps are in the area."

"Well, there's something he left out. Our pack imprints. Do you know what that means?"

"Yes."

"Good, well- What how do you know about imprinting if no one told you?!"

"Embry, seriously. How do you think I knew you were a wolf and that the Cullen's were vampires?"

"I don't know."

"I smelt it. How? I'm a keeper wolf. And wolves from where I come from get special gifts when they shift."

"What's your's?"

"I control the weather and can control ice."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Wait- what's a keeper wolf?"

"It's a long story."

"I got time."

"Fine... Once there was a war between witches and other unhuman creators millions of years ago. The unhuman creators were losing badly. They say a pack of wolves came to rescue them from the witches and in return they used magic to turn them human. So half wolf and half human. But what actually happened was a man was dying and a wolf came to him ready to kill the unhuman creator. Another creator came and to save the man, bonded the two together, so the man would live. The wolf was forced into the man's body and they became one. After many years they developed packs. Nightshade and the Banes pack, ruled by the unhuman creators. Both packs were getting too big so they decided to make a third. The Nightshades alpha's daughter and the Banes alpha's son would rule the third pack followed by the other Nightshade and Banes teens. The alpha didn't want to mate with the Banes alpha's son, Ren so she fled to the Seekers. The Seekers are humans that fought the unhuman creators for millions of years. They also have special gifs like weaving portals or extra strength. But the seekers were often killed by wraths that are like ghosts but black and wrap themselves around you and the victim dies slowly and painfully. The Nightshade's alpha's daughter asked for her pack mates to come with her to escape. She offered to the Banes pack to come with her, and many did except three. The alpha, Beta and fourth in order. The rest of the packs fled to the seekers and the Nightshade alpha's Daughter, Calla brought the Banes alpha's son, Ren was from the dead, killed by his own father for protecting Calla, to the seekers. They mated happily and gave birth to my mother, Petra. When she grew older, she married my father, Gale Fortin. Later, Petra gave birth to a son named Ned and two years later a daughter, me. When I was two years old my parent sent me and my brother to a fighting school, because we were in danger. A couple months later my parents and the rest of the packs were killed by the unhuman creators. When I phased, I was welcomed into Leah's older brother, Ren, pack. My brother two years ago was killed by the unhuman creators. I joined the CIA for cover so I couldn't be killed or tracked. They almost caught up to me, so I came here. A small little town that no one knows about."

"Why did the Nightshade's alpha's daughter run if she ended up with the same guy in the end?"

"She wanted freedom. She couldn't do anything she wanted because she answered to the unhuman creators and her packmates didn't have the freedom to mate who they loved. They would be paired by ranking and the best genes."

"What type of powers do you guys get? Is it all the same or like I donno, can you teleport, or something?"

"Anything from invisibility to the ability to read minds, from being able to fly to using naturel forces like fire, water or lightning. Moving objects with the mind to extra strength, seeing the past, to be able to mimic other peoples powers, heal at incredible speed, find any person in the world with just a memory, brainwashers, electricity, control people, manipulate peoples minds, high hearing, better speed- I knew a man that was a nuclear bomb and if he got angered, he'd explode. His family died around him because he gave off radiation."

"Oh, Is there any of your pack left?"

"Very few. Any way going back to imprinting. You needed to tell me something?"

"Yes, I-I…I imprinted."

"Really! That's great! I'm sure she's perfect." She said trying to be happy for him, but jealous of the other girl.

"She is. She's so beautiful, she's smart and funny and…. and perfect."

"I bet she likes you already. You're a nice guy. Any girl would be lucky to have you."

"Thanks, I'm really worried what to say to her though."

"You can practice on me if you want."

"Sure, thanks,… ummmm."

"Come on, man up."

"Ok. You're so beautiful and you don't even realize it. When you walk into the room, the room get's brighter. Every guy looks at you and wishes you were his. You're smart and not afraid to voice your thoughts even if it's against others. You step in when something isn't right and you're loyal. You're everything I want in life and you're my gravity. You're my everything."

"Great, now all you have to do is tell her." Molly said after a few seconds of silence.

"I just did."

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