I'm happy. Why? I got the review I wanted and its Christmas. So I say Happy Holidays in case you do not celebrate Christmas.

Now, let me say...this chapter does have some cussing, but I will say that the cussing belongs to Paul and Leah, and they only say it when they get provoked by Paul's cousin...who has a temper just like him. And Jake does cus, but that's because Paul's never left the house. You'll see. ;)

I will let you read this chapter to meet Carrie's pack-members, but remember, I still don't own the Twilight Saga. I do, however, own a lot more Twilight stuff that I got yesterday and today. :D


Chapter Seven

My finger clicked the up button on the remote as I lounged on the sofa, mindlessly watching TV. I wasn't focused on the television like a normal teenager, however my thoughts were similar to normal teenagers. I was as hormonal as one, that's for sure.

After many nights of cold showers, it was finally Saturday, which meant it was the day we were going to meet the other pack. Or in other words, when I get to see Carrie again.

Day in and day out, my mind never left Carrie. At school, on patrol, in bed, in my shower, eating dinner, etcetera, etcetera. I kept trying to picture her wonderful frame naked, as most guys did, though I had to keep it at a minimum due to respect of the pack…a.k.a Leah.

"I'm back." Rachel said as she walked in, carrying a large grocery bag. It had been four days and she was already in on the secret. Way to go, Paul. Apparently they really 'clicked' on the beach, as Rachel recalled that evening, so he took her to a bonfire the next day and she learned the truth of the legends…and the truth about the shortage of groceries.

So now, I didn't have to hide it from her. "Get me anything?" I said, changing my position so that there was more room available for her to sit down if she wanted.

She smirked. "Did I ever." She chuckled, reaching into the bag. She then tossed me a red rectangular box. "Enjoy."

I read the cover, and noticed it had a dog on it and the words Milk bone were written on a white bone. I snorted. "Thanks, Rach, just what I always wanted." And then something I didn't want walked in the house. Paul.

"Paul, for crying out loud! It's been four days! Get your own fucking house!" I quickly got up from the couch, because I knew that my outburst would send Paul for a fight, but he deserved it. Wasn't it bad enough that Billy had to put up with my hungry ass, but now he had Paul too? Not to mention Paul wasn't the type of person you'd want around.

Paul just shrugged it off, and placed a bag of groceries on the table. "Where do you want these, Rachel?"

I glared at him, my hands curling into fists. "Damn it, Paul. I don't care if you did imprint on my sister…you need to back off!"

Paul turned toward me, making sure Rachel was behind him. He raised an eyebrow. "You want to go, kid?" He asked, his chest swelling slightly.

Ha! Trying to intimidate me. I walked toward him until we were chest to chest, and I was glaring down at him. "Bring it." I snarled through my teeth, the convulsions already starting.

"Hey now…" Rachel said. "Not in the house."

Paul flashed his teeth. "Shall we?" He jerked his head to the trees.

I was going to throw him out there anyway, so I grabbed his shoulders, ready to heave when a wolf howl broke through the air. Paul and I grew silent and calm as we listened, trying to decipher Sam's message.

Rachel sighed. "That's gonna take some time getting used to."

"Rachel…I'll be back soon." I said, quickly ducking out of the house before I could witness Paul kissing my sister…though I knew he would replay that once we were wolves.

I held onto my anger from earlier and let it take over me when I reached the woods, though not before I tied my shorts to my leg.

Once I was on all fours, I could hear that everyone was gathered near the Forks-La Push border.

What's going on? I asked while I ran to their location.

We're meeting the other pack here…they want to see our wolf forms.

Probably trying to size us up…in case of a fight. Paul guessed as he entered the wave-length, and of course, he was thinking about Rachel. Ugh.

Sounds accurate. Jared thought.

Still need to be cautious though. Sam said, his eyes scanning the tree line. I hadn't noticed, but they were in a small clearing, and Leah was looking up into the sky.

What's on your mind, Leah? I asked when I leaped into the clearing, noting her expression but ignoring her so I could take Sam's flank.

Her wolf shoulders shrugged. I really want to ask the girls about the…problems I had my first month.

Eww. Me, Paul, Quil, Embry and Seth complained at the same time. Jared and Sam didn't pay much attention; they were too busy looking for intruders.

Focus. Sam thought with a hint of authority. From where we were standing, I could see that I was taller than him, it was only a little, but it made me excited. But it had me wondering…what did it mean?

Is that Sam, alpha of the Quileute Pack? We heard an unfamiliar voice ask in Sam's mind.

Holy crap! Seth whimpered, getting up quickly. How'd that happen?

I don't know. Sam directed toward us, then his eyes scanned the trees again. Yes, it is Sam. Is this Holden, alpha of the Seattle Pack?

Yes, it is. We will be making our arrival. Holden said, though a bit friendlier. Do not fear our large numbers…the newborn armies have drawn more out.

Understandable. Sam thought to Holden and then he glanced at all of us. Stand on your guard. We need to be prepared for anything. His claws dug into the soil then, to emphasize his point.

In a few seconds, we saw several noses peek through the trees, followed by the rest of their bodies. Soon, twelve large wolves were standing before us. A couple of them bared their teeth; the tallest, a really dark brown wolf, and the most muscular, a sandy colored one. Most likely the fighters, considering they were the biggest ones.

I looked near the end of the line and saw that four of the wolves were smaller, but their paws were the same size as the others. Babies of the pack, I guessed. Their colors varied; russet, gray, silver and red clay, though that wolf was twitching its tail every two seconds. I was scanning the rest of the wolves until the golden wolf shone brightly in the dim light. The gold wolf caught my eye and then wagged its tail.

So that was Carrie's wolf form, huh? I let my tongue roll out and my tail started wagged too.

Jake. Sam commanded.

Sorry. I said, stopping my silliness.

Sam stepped out of our line. Which one of you is Holden?

The medium brown wolf that was standing next to the light golden brown wolf, which that coat made me think of fresh baked cookies, stepped forward. I am Holden Bessant. He cocked his head to the cookie wolf. This is my sister, Hannah. She is also my Beta.

Sam glanced at me. This is Jacob Black, my Beta.

Holden's ear twitched. Beta? But Black's are meant to be over Uley's.

Sam glared at him. He didn't want the job. Now answer me this Bessant, Sam snarled the word, reality and in thoughts, how is it that we can talk, but our packs can't?

Two different wave lengths, I'd say. We are able to hear each other since we are two alphas. My pack can hear you, but can't communicate with you, which I assume is vice versa, as well.

Yes… Sam nodded. Can we talk in our human forms now…my wolf form is just itching for a fight.

Holden nodded his head. Of course. We will meet here momentarily. The twelve wolves then turned, though the sandy one and dark brown wolf were wary and only turned half-way. I did notice that the silver wolf had something black strapped to its back, and as I looked closer, I could see it was a sling back, and the straps were being stretched more than they were made for, and the inside was bulging. I wondered what that was for.

Come on, Jake. Quil insisted, and I turned to see Quil and Embry waiting for me at the tree line. The rest of the pack left.

Yeah, we need to change. Embry urged, his eyes darting to the trees.

I huffed. Right. I gave one more glance toward the other pack, and noticed that Carrie was the last to disappear, giving me a wolfy-smile before she did. That made me content enough to go and transform back, which I did with ease. I slid on my shorts while trying to advert my gaze from Leah who was just now slipping her arms through her tank top.

"Stop it, Black. You know you've seen it."

"Doesn't mean I can't be polite." I muttered, catching up to Sam who was starting to walk back to the clearing. Paul and Jared were inches behind us, Quil and Embry behind them, and Seth and Leah at the rear.

When we arrived, I saw that the sling back was tossed aside next to one of the smaller girls, and that it was empty. Must've been for the clothes, which was smart because that means only one of them was burdened with carrying clothes.

"They're huge." One of the younger boys whispered, his eyes bulging. My eyes scanned the crowd, and I was able to pick off the fighters. The tallest one, who was glaring, and the burly one with the buzz cut that looked like he belonged in Iraq, seemed to fit the persona of the two wolves that were growling at us.

Paul snorted. "Show them mutt-bloods what's up."

Sam stepped forward, scanning the crowd. His eyes landed on the tallest guy, who also looked the most Native, as his skin was darker than everyone else's, besides the girl with the same skin tone as him at the other end of the line. "Are you Holden?"

"No." Tall dude said, shrugging to the somewhat white looking guy with short brown hair. "He's over there."

"Hello Sam." Holden said, stepping forward out of his line. He looked like a whiter version of me, if I had to be honest, but that was probably because he was my cousin.

"Shall we get introductions out of the way? We would like to know who is who; of course I'll do the same." Sam said, glancing at us and then bringing his attention back to the other pack, a.k.a our long-lost families.

"Alright, I'm Holden, my sister Hannah…" He nudged the girl next to him who looked identical to him, except for the obvious.

"Hi guys." She said, and I could see why she was the cookie wolf. Even her voice was sweet.

"...and my brother Preston, third in command is Addison over there, and his sister Bea at the end. Lance, Jamie, and Milena are siblings as well, as are Z, Trent, and Kinsley, and next to them is Carrie." Holden then turned to me. "I'm sure you remember her." He winked.

Damn. I forgot they must've heard what we did Tuesday. Curse me and my hormones. I looked down, slightly embarrassed.

"I'm Sam, as you could have guessed. That's Jake, though I'm sure you knew. Paul and Jared are next to him, then Quil and Embry, and finally our only set of siblings, Seth and Leah."

Leah snorted. "Call me out last, why don't ya."

"We're very glad to finally meet you." Hannah said, ignoring Leah's comment.

Paul crossed his arms. "Same here. Now get on with it." Typical Paul, always pushing for a fight. At least he was when Rachel wasn't around.

"We'd like you to help us fight off the vampires in Seattle. There's about forty of them now." Holden said, ignoring Paul's challenge.

Sam paused for a moment. "No." Was all he answered.

I felt my jaw drop with an audible gasp. I thought we were going to help them. Wasn't that the whole reason we met with Carrie's father? And then I remembered, I said yes, not Sam.

"BUT!" Preston shouted, and I remembered he was the one that commented on how huge we were.

"Hush, they aren't big enough to help us anyway." The tall Addison said, glaring in our direction again.

Of course, Paul got a tad upset at this. And by tad, I mean a lot. His hands were starting to shake, and once that happened, well, the rest would soon follow. "Not BIG ENOUGH for you!" He shouted. "You mutt-bloods are half our size!" Great, using the reference from Harry Potter again. That should scare them.

"Paul…" Sam said, though with no authority. Was he wanting a fight to ensue? Was he crazy? There were nearly twice as many of them as there was of us, so it would be a suicide mission. Sure we'd kill off some, but all of ours would die.

"I was talking about pack size." Addison said.

"And frankly," the oldest girl next to Hannah, Kinsley, said, "I only see one of you that might be big enough to satisfy, and it's not you, Potter Paul."

"I don't give a fuck about pack size!" Paul shouted. "And I can satisfy, so say that to my face you mutt-blood bitch!" His arms were starting to shake now. I glanced at Sam and noticed that he wasn't concerned, must be asking for a fight like I thought.

Kinsley laughed. "Incest and Harry Potter references? How many girls did you have to ask to prom before you had to take Leah over there?"

"I fucked a Black for your information, which says something you piece of white trash!" Paul shouted, and I felt myself cringe at his words. He fucked my sister already? Damn he moved fast.

Jared chuckled softly. "You can definitely tell they're cousins."

"Bitch, I was with the Alpha before! Don't you dare say I was with Paul." Leah piped in, her anger causing her own convulsions.

Quil snorted. "Though your tempers match." He spoke mostly to himself, though we could hear.

"Wow…" Hannah whispered to herself.

"Alright, we don't need to know about your sex lives." Holden said, no hint of authority either. This was getting crazy.

"As limited as they may be." Kinsley smirked.

That smirk did it. Paul and Leah pushed themselves past the rest of the pack and half stomped towards Kinsley.

"ENOUGH!" I heard a voice shout, until I realized it's me. I could feel another cable loosen, just like it did last week. "Paul, Leah, get back now!" They skidded to a stop and turned back around, not able to ignore my command.

Sam raised an eyebrow. "Care to explain?"

I huffed. I hadn't expected to take charge in anything, but it had to be done. "Just trying to prevent a fight…unlike some people."

"Thank you, Jacob. At least somebody here has some leadership. Now, are you going to fight or not?" Holden asked.

I looked to Sam, and it seemed as though his decision hadn't faltered. "Sam…let's at least talk about it."

Sam sighed. "I need to conference with my pack, so let's meet here in an hour or so?"

"That sounds fair, there's a few things we need to discuss as well." Holden glanced at Kinsley, then to me. "Remember what I said about Blacks, Jacob, as you can see, it could come in handy some day." He smiled before making his pack move back towards the trees.

About the Blacks? What did he mean? All I know is, I had to make my case.


A/N: Hmm....so it seems that Jake has another cable being loosened...wonder what that could mean. It's not like I know or anything.

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Next chapter: We find out two more wolves imprinted.