"Leah" I could hear Wolf scream as I was shaken out of my dream state.
"What?" I started to ask and then I saw it. A huge brown bear was coming out of the woods headed straight at us. Wolf grabbed a stick and stood in front of me in a gallant, but pointless gesture. I knew Wolf couldn't save me from the bear and I couldn't risk the baby by turning into a wolf. We were dead.
Suddenly I heard leaves rustling behind me and a pack of wolves jumped over me and started for the bear that, seeing competition for his easy lunch, started to bound away. I now could focus on the wolf pack and was surprised that my saviors were not Jacob and Seth, but Sam and several of his senior wolves. "Thanks Sam," I smiled at the wolf. "Please come over to dinner tonight with Emily. My mom is making her famous fish fry." Sam did the wolf sneeze that signals a yes. Wolf helped me up from the picnic blanket and we walked back to La Push with the wolves guarding us until we got to my driveway.
"I'm sorry I invited Sam without asking you," I squeezed Wolf's hand.
"Don't be silly, we owe him our lives," Wolf kissed me. "I think you'll feel a lot better once you have made up with Sam. Besides what's the worst that can happen?"
"Percival, darling," a woman in a red tailored business suit came out of my front door. "Where in heaven's name have you been in this god-forsaken wilderness?"
"Well for starters your mother's here."
Amelia Gertrude Harrisford-Hanson of the Park Avenue Hanson's could not have looked more uncomfortable sitting at the wooden kitchen table with mismatched chairs watching Mom fry the fish that Charlie had spent most of the day catching with Billy Black. I had tried really hard not to laugh at the expression on her face with Charlie had come in smiling proudly carrying the catch of the day.
"I suppose there will be some sort of vegetarian option?" She had openly sneered.
Okay so Charlie can sometimes get on my nerves, but he loves my mom. So what if he likes fishing, football, beer and guns, this was his house too. "We live off the land a lot out here." I explained to her, "but I'm sure I can make a salad and my mom's cornbread is incredible."
"I'm sure that will be delightful, Leah dear, although I'm not sure how good all that fried animal carcasses will be for my grandchild," She smiled starring at my stomach.
"Well we've had this fried fish recipe in my family for generations and we seem to still be able to deliver healthy children." I smiled back as Seth came through the door with his shirt off displaying his well-toned torso and six-pack abs.