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STUCK WITH EACH OTHER Chapter 7: Fate and its dirty games
Before she said hi – Mario
There are people who say they do not believe in fate. It even seems silly to think there's someone who is a perfect match for you. Your soul mate, your significant other and other nick names I won't say because I'm at serious risk to die of cheesiness. I didn't believe in fate, destiny-whatever name you want to call it- even if my chances of finding my "soul mate" rose because of my wolfiness.
Needless to say, fate decided to teach me a lesson. I swear I could hear its delicate laugh while I tried to comprehend in how much trouble I was the day I went back to school. I had serious issues with my conflicted feelings, but I was happy Kim was the one made for me.
I'm sick and tired of friends with benefits,
There were too many goodbyes,
~º~º~º~º~º~ Days ago, La Push forest ~º~º~º~º~º~
"You can. Just try." Sam said for the- I'm sure- hundredth time since I morphed into a beast with anger managements.
"I'm trying. I want to be a man with all I have in me!" I was getting agitated again, and that wasn't helping.
"A man…" Paul snorted. Fat stupid dog. "Don't get me started on…" His thoughts were cut off by Sam who ordered him to change back and go to Emily's for some clothes. At least someone believed I was going to succeed.
"Thanks." He could see the appreciation in my thoughts. He nodded his big head and got up to stand in front of me, his eyes close to mine.
"Now, I know for the past week I've saying this, but you got to try." He insisted.
"Why can't you just order me?" I whined and flattened my ears.
"You have to do it on your own. Not only because of you, there are plenty of people you need to take care of. How are you supposed to protect them if you might be the one who kills them?" He was right again and I felt bad that I had asked him to order me. I realized that I had to stop being Jared the regular guy and be a protector. "Yes, you have. Think of your mom, your family, your brother…they need you in control."
A picture of Tanya passed through his mind, but he decided not to dwell on it. I thanked him for that.
"Picture yourself as a human, think of a happy place, someone you love. Search in your memories, look for something that makes you feel human." His powerful voice helped to soothe my nerves while I raked my brain looking for something that could tame the beast.
Suddenly a memory popped into my mind: my brother Daniel, learning how to ride his bike. He was 4 and wanted to ride his red bike all day, he still fell from it, so he spent all his time trying. If he could shower in it he would had done it. Mom though, didn't believe that kind of attachment was good for a boy his age and one morning- when I was comfortable sleeping- she ordered fourteen year old me to go with him to the park. To say I was angry was an understatement. Not that I didn't want to spent time with my little brother, but being 14 years I longed to be somewhere with my friends looking for some pretty girl to flirt with. So when I realized my Sunday was seriously ruined, I grabbed our smaller first kit aid and yelled for my bouncing brother to grab his coat and left in a rush.
I went mumbling and cursing under my breath how I didn't need to be told what to do with my free time while holding to the back of my brother's tiny bike. I felt bad for Daniel, he wasn't the one to blame, but my day was ruined, so I wasn't going to be all sunshine and smiles. We stopped so he could catch a break. We were lounging in the grass, eating sandwiches mom had prepared for us, when a shiny object half hidden not far away from us caught my attention.
"Danni, stay here." I told my brother and ran towards the object thinking it might be something valuable. I wasn't in real need for money, but me being me, became really excited at the idea.
I didn't saw the fallen log which was hidden beneath more leaves and tripped over it, scrapping my knees in the process. I groaned and cursed some more. That day wasn't going as planned at all. I could feel liquid slipping through my calf. Angrily I found out I was bleeding. Fortunately I was on my denim cutoffs and they didn't get ruined.
As I was trying not to choke on my own words of hatred for the whole world I saw Danni kneel in front of me with the first kit aid open by his side. With not so much but a flinch his tiny hands maneuvered to put –kind of awkwardly- a big pad which stopped the bleeding for ten seconds before it got drenched in blood. I looked at my little brother, cleaning his hands on the grass and then at the forgotten bike a few yards behind us.
That was the very first time he let go of his bike willingly.
I felt my body changing and growing hotter, like I was literally shrinking. My nostrils flared and I took a deep breath. When I opened my eyes I found out I was human again, standing on my two powerful legs, and naked. Butt naked.
And I can't say I was so innocent,
Cause I told my share of lies,
Once I heard that every man has his own feminine moments and that's what was happening to me when I saw Sam standing in front of me, naked too, looking proud of me. That moment was kind of weird and I felt like hiding behind a bush, but luckily Sam put on some cut offs and passed me- what I thought it were- his basket balls shorts.
"Thanks." I mumbled. My voice was barely audible. Sam chuckled, picking on my sudden embarrassment.
"You might as well get over it," Paul laughed and appeared behind Sam. "We are strong wild men bonding in the wilderness."
"The only thing wild in the area is you." Sam smacked the back of my friend's head. Not that I was becoming a girl and getting all self conscious about my nakedness, but I wasn't totally comfortable either. My head was a mess.
"Now that you got how to phase back," Sam went on in his Alpha mode. I held back a pout. "You have to practice phasing at will, we can't have you wolfing out every time you get pissed."
I rolled my eyes, knowing he was right. "But I just became human again!" I whined nonetheless. "Can I have a break or something?"
"You have responsibilities," Sam rubbed his forehead looking tired. "It's a small sacrifice…" then he stopped abruptly. "First go take a shower."
Both Paul and Sam scrunched up his nose after sniffing me lightly.
"I guess it won't hurt you." Paul added to Sam's benefit.
"It's not my fault I couldn't fit into a fucking shower!" I didn't want to snap at them, but I guessed my control wasn't as good as I thought. "Sorry."
"No biggie." Luckily they didn't take any offense.
Paul led us out of the woods, even if we didn't need guidance. Two weeks lost in the thick green forest were enough for me to become familiar with the environment. Once my pack brothers were facing away from me, in a sneaky way I sniffed my armpit feeling self conscious- yet again- about my body smell. Guess they were right, I do need a shower, I thought flinching. At that moment Paul turned his head and stared right at me with a knowing smirk plastered on his face. I could see understanding in his eyes and wondered if we needed to be in wolf form to read each other thoughts.
After a couple of minutes- giving that we take long steps at a non human pace- we found ourselves in my backyard. Everything was the same the day I left, as if I hadn't disappeared for two weeks.
"We will wait here, when you're done get out quickly." Sam instructed not giving place to discussion.
"If you can grab something to eat," Paul added yell-whispering once I was opening the back door. "Ouch, Sam! We need to eat dammit!"
I swear Sam is going to kill every neuron that's left on Paul's head. I snickered and entered my own house like a creep. The house was eerily quiet, which I found weird. Danni should have been running around, where was everyone? I reached the kitchen and was tempted to stop and eat everything I could find on the fridge, but couldn't. My own body wouldn't respond. Damn Alpha orders! I looked longingly around me, missing my old homely life. I never thought I would miss my mom's reprimands or Danni's and I bantering. Walking through the house I heard a ticking noise which increased in volume as I got closer to the living room. That's when I noticed the big clock on the wall. 1:45pm on Thursday. Everyone outside. I relaxed at the thought of not having to explain myself to anyone, and not having to make up excuses as to why I was leaving right away.
After that day I was able to go wolf and back and paid visits to my family every once in a while, trying not to get too comfortable in case I got pissed. The only disadvantage about going back home was the need to lie to Danni about my whereabouts. Mom and dad were-sort of- members of the council and there was no need to lie or explain much.
So while Danni thought I was out helping people- which in a way I was- and doing chores around the reservation because that's why good teenage boys do, I was learning who to control my anger- Paul was totally useful on that department.
But it seems like whenever I get close to her,
Love would just be away,
When I wasn't at home or in the forest, I found myself lounging long side Paul at Sam and his imprintee's house. Yeah, they were THAT serious. Sam wasn't much older than us, so when he told us how committed he felt to Emily, we fell on a deep discussion about how far the pull of an imprint can go. Scarily, we found out it was the strongest feeling a wolf can live with. Luck wasn't on our side, our Alpha though didn't feel the same way about the subject.
Sam's place was a comfy welcoming house, not much smaller than mine, a two story blue house with big windows and a beautiful garden full of flowers- Emily's doing. As hesitant as we were about imprinting, meeting a real imprintee was both relieving and revealing. Emily was such an adorable sweet girl with long dark hair- as was the pattern at the reservation- who had a sincere smile 24/7. You could tell she was pretty, but the three scars that marred the left side of her face were really noticeable much to her and Sam's dismay. He already told us what had happened- a terrible story- and every time one of us began loosing ourselves to our anger, we would remember how badly we can hurt regular people, or worse yet, someone dear.
Emily had some awesome skills when it came to cook and giving advices, that made us look at her like she was our second mom. Momma wolf- Paul's nickname for her- suited, so she got stuck with it.
"The doors and windows," she said with a giggle- such a girl trait. "Are always open for you, so anything you need don't doubt coming here right away." She told me with one of her familiar smiles the first day I met her.
"Now honey," Sam said, a playful tone in his voice. "Don't be too serious or we will have them here all day." Then kissed her hair.
She invited us to dinner and cooked some killer meatballs. She was thoughtful enough as to cook for half an army and I thanked her, because that was something mom wasn't able to do when I went on a surprise visit.
The relationship between them was so perfect it freaked me out the first days I spend there. Whatever Sam needed, Emily had it already and vice versa. Often I would catch Sam looking at her with pure adoration and his face would turn all soft and a stupid smile would appear, only to get wider when Emily looked at him through her eyelashes. Sometimes I felt like I was intruding, which I often was while they were giving each other longing glances across the room. At first I found it kind of cute, then it became downright gross.
I don't see the day when I can go back to normal. I need to relate with more people. I thought as the happy couple giggled and began smooching in the couch. Paul shot a handful of popcorn at me and rolled his eyes. He was as tired as me.
But just when I thought my chances were over,
I stared my future in the face.
~º~º~º~º~ºSome days later, the La Push forest ~º~º~º~º~º~
Finally we found a fresh trail of a bloodsucker in the reservation. It had been the same odor Sam found before I phased. Now that there were more of us we could take more ground and keep the disgusting dead popsicle out of our area, but even then the sparkling motherfucker would get its sneaky ass on our territory. The scent was too close to the street to go there in wolf form, so we had to phase back and roam the streets like normal people do. It felt natural until some kid from school spotted us and began telling his friends. And to top it off we found the trail right outside the Connweller's house. That made me edgy. Kim has been near those things all the time? She had been jumpy at class, maybe she had seen something. Maybe she saw stupid Paul darting out of the woods. Guess I would never know.
"Kim?" Asked Paul through his thoughts. "That's not the chick who hates you?" And a million of pictures of her hanging out with her friends and talking to me at Tia's party flooded through his mind to mine.
"Yes…She is." I told him warily.
"Stop thinking about girls and concentrate about the trail, chase it." Sam said sniffing the leaves on the forest floor.
"Says the wolf that won't stop thinking about Emily." Paul's thought were all grumpy, asking why Sam had more privileges.
"He is the Alpha, duh."
"Don't duh me,"
"Duh…Duh,"
"Shut up." The gray wolf turned his big head at me and glared baring his teeth at me.
"Make me." I lolled my tongue making fun at him. I enjoyed making my brother angry. There always was a good fight, which was welcoming given that we were always bored to death.
"It's on." He pounced on me, trying to bite one of my ears, but missing them by inches. I laughed mentally at him and it only fueled his anger.
We quarreled for a few minutes till Sam's voice rang through our ears. "Stop you two!" My body felt like it was made of stone, I was unable to move it. "Follow the trail RIGHT NOW and DO NOT cross paths."
That being said we parted ways and found the trail lost in the Canadian border. Feeling hopeless we made our way back to La Push in a competition to see who was the fastest. Sam had lifted his previous order, so the race was full of dirty game. I would have won if not for Paul biting my paw, which gave Sam the time to get ahead of us and win.
After hearing our pathetic whines and pleas for a normal teenage life, Sam, such in a graceful way conceded us our wishes saying we could go back to normal. Then remembered we should get back to school in two days. I was some super dog, with incredible muscles with the obligation of protecting a whole town, and even then I had to go to school. Nice.
Seeing there was no place for discussion- as always while talking to Sam- each of us went home to rest in a much needed clean soft bed.
"My baby is home for good!" My mom, Lynn Thail, said giving me one of her motherly hugs. Tears sprung in her eyes and kissed me on the cheeks. "I have missed you, my baby."
I was getting kind of embarrassed of the fact that mom was addressing to me as her baby, when I was almost three times bigger than her.
"Mom, stop." I told her while depositing her on the kitchen floor. "You are leaving all your lipstick in me."
"Oh come one, don't get silly-teen with me." She dismissed me and run to the living room. There I heard: "Micky!" That was the nickname for my father. "Jarry is home!"
"God mom, stop calling me that!" I yelled from the kitchen. I tried to lift my head and hit it with the top of the fridge. Needless to say there was an ugly indentation. I decided not to tell anyone. I was rummaging through the contents of the fridge when a cold hand clapped my back.
"Hey son," My dad said solemnly. "Glad to have you back." He smiled.
"I'm glad to be back."
"Now stop violating the freezer, would you?" Dad always the funny one. I rolled my eyes and took some leftovers ignoring my father's request.
"Jared!" Danni hugged my stomach. "You aren't leaving again, are you?" He asked me with big brown hopeful eyes.
"No buddy," I said ruffling his hair. It was short and spiky like mine. "What happened to your hair?"
"He wanted to be like his brother, and wanted to cut it too." Mom told me getting a glass of milk for my little brother. "There you go baby, now go play upstairs, we have to talk to your bother okay?"
"Kay…" Danni obliged. He made his way out of the kitchen but stopped at the door, then turned to look at mom. "Are you going to yell at him?" I could tell he didn't want our parents to scold me. I know there would be always someone on my side.
"Of course not," Dad assured him. "But we have to talk about grownups things, sport." Danni frowned but left anyway.
I would talk to him later, I thought.
"That kid has you idolized, don't disappoint him." I looked at dad surprised. "Don't look at me that way, Danni has always wanted to be like you." Mom gave me a smile and nodded her head.
I made a lot of broken promises,
I had no respect for words,
"Now now, tell us everything about becoming a protector!" Mom said excitedly. "When Billy Black came to our house and told us what was happening to you we freaked out, I thought he was making fun of us." Then she laughed, probably remembering her –sure to be- exaggerated reaction.
"We…well," I didn't know how to tell her everything that I felt, so I began from the beginning. I did not tell them what triggered my phasing, but hinted that some confrontation at school was behind it.
Some hours later I went to talk to Danni and told him I was not in trouble, but thanked him for backing me up. I told him about things I had being doing- adulterating some facts- and asked him how he had been these past three weeks. He told me a kid from a grade or two higher- Jordan Connweller- had told him how much of a scum bag I was for what I did to his sister. Such a good brother he is. Anyway, they didn't get into a fight because there was a teacher to call on Jordan's attitude.
"That's in the past," I told Danni. "But thanks for sticking up for me, again."
That night, Danni fell asleep with me on the couch and I didn't have the heart to leave him, so I brought him with me to my bedroom. The best sleep I had had in weeks.
Patrolling wasn't as hard as before, now that I had some of my life back. But that definitely changed the day I went back to school. Fate had already played its cards.
~º~º~º~º~º~ºWednesday, La Push High School~º~º~º~º~º~
This is going to be hell, I thought.
As I made my way through the hallway I couldn't help but avoid every girl's eyes. One, because I was tired and kind of scandalized about the rumors about my disappearance, I didn't want to see them judging me. And two, I was shitting my pants thinking about the chance that I might imprint. Paul didn't have that problem as I found him ogling every single female around us, he wasn't looking at their eyes to be exact.
"Look at them," some girl whispered to her friend. "They are way hotter than before and that, my friend, is saying something." I held back a laugh, but could not help a smile to form on my face.
"It's impossible to grow that much without drugs." Other girl said. I rolled my eyes at that. There were three different theories about what kind of drug I was taking.
"They are starting to piss me of bro." Paul said loud enough for only me to hear.
"Tell me about that."
And I thought I got all that I'm against,
Until I ran into her,
Thanks –or not-to my enhanced hearing I could hear all the teenagers gossiping. There were tons of girls squealing which made it impossible to concentrate. We stood by our lockers a few minutes, not knowing what to do. I looked impatiently at my cell, praying for the ring to bell. When it didn't, I glared at the school clock, which was at the main door, time didn't go faster though.
I had my first class with Tom, and I wasn't too keen on the idea. Sam said we could have friends and all the jazz, but we couldn't be as close as before and we had to quit any sport we were matriculated in. I got there almost the last one and every single soul stared at me. Tom looked at me suspiciously and greeted me not too enthusiastically.
The first hour was hell, and there were three more to go.
That morning was pretty uneventful till art class, where my control was severely tested. I would like to say I got it under control, but I slipped.
I did my best to ignore everyone- at least for the time being- until I felt comfortable enough as to not get pissed at my friends pestering. I was totally out of my element surrounded by "art", for what I was even more edgy. Tuning out the teacher incessant rambling I drifted to my own world where I could be in wolf form wherever I wanted. But even in my thoughts there was a tapping noise, which with my hearing made my wolf go crazy. I seriously doubted between killing the offensive nobody who dared to annoy me or ask him or her to stop it and shove the brush up their ass. I did none of that. I just grabbed the brush- surprisingly on the fly. Werewolf remember?- and hold onto it till my companion took it from my hand and rested it on the table. To top it off there was an amazing smell that was making the wolf within me stir. I was angrier than I should have been, so I avoided verbal communication. The more the better.
The bell rang and I fled to the cafeteria, letting go some of the frustration I had been feeling all day mumbling the whole way there. The cafeteria was packed when I arrived, but there was no Paul in sight.
I wasn't lucky, because before I was able to find Paul to tell him I was leaving for the day Tanya- my ex, I mean- my currently girlfriend threw herself at me. Literally.
I caught her without stumbling backwards and suddenly was attacked with kisses all over my face.
"Hey," I said between kisses. "Guess you missed me."
She whispers to me and it pulls me closer,
Now I can't stay away,
"Yes you incredibly hot boy!" I put her on the ground and then she hit me with her notebook. I only noticed because I was looking at her, otherwise I wouldn't have felt anything.
I blinked twice and stared at her confused.
"You disappeared for THREE WEEKS without explanation!" Sweet Tanya was nowhere to be seen. "What's going on with you?"
"Not today," I begged. I was not near phasing, but I was going to flee either way if she kept that up. I pouted and gave her my best puppy dog eyes. No pun intended.
She sighed and looked at me like she was giving in, but she held up a finger as if asking for one condition. "Later you tell me everything." I nodded knowing I wasn't going to tell her half the truth of what happened, but she was satisfied. Then she threw herself at me, figuratively.
I couldn't remember when was the last time I felt the touch of a woman who wasn't motherly involved with me. She put her arms around my neck and brought her face up to mine kissing me fiercely. I did miss my sex life. I was still seventeen, werewolf or not. It seems I was needier than I thought, because after her ministrations I couldn't wait for the end of the day to be alone. She giggled knowing what I wanted, looked behind me where our friends were waiting- looking rather mad- and raised her eyebrows at me. I knew that look too well. Why don't we get lost RIGHT NOW?
It took me a moment to realize that I had looked at her in the eyes, and I didn't feel different. Thank God, I hadn't imprinted on her. Being committed to Tanya forever and ever wasn't something I was looking forward too.
I grabbed her hand led her out of the cafeteria. Or I would have done that if someone hadn't knocked Tanya with the door.
"Ow!"
"Um… I'm sorry I didn't know you were," There was somebody getting between what I wanted and me, again. I couldn't help the growl that emerged from my chest and I finally snapped.
I wanted to make my demand really frightening so I looked at the girl in front of me.
And now I feel like all my pain is over,
I stared my future in the face.
"Will you move out of my…" And then, BAM. I was a goner. I felt myself losing my footing, like I was out of my body, but still looking at that pretty girl's eyes. I didn't understand why, but my heart began beating erratically making me feel alive for the very first time. Not even when I became a wolf I felt that powerful. The whole world was before me to conquer, and I could. The girl in front of me was my whole world, even if she didn't know it yet or hadn't said anything. Her green eyes were the most beautiful color I have ever seen, her face was perfect. Maybe she wasn't a Victoria's Secret model, but she was it for me. I heard people talking to me far away, and after focusing better they made me get down from my high.
"Huh?" I was confused as hell and that sweet intoxicating smell was all over the place. I felt like I wanted to jump from joy and mourn the bachelor life I would never have. I had imprinted. FUCK. On Kim Connweller. DOUBLE FUCK.
"Kim, don't listen to her." Angela said.
"Kim…" I repeated. I needed to know if this was for real. I needed answers but I needed her first. Having her was going to be hard as fuck. I will do it. I smiled at myself. Kim was my imprint! Why was I so happy? I needed to make things right with her, and it needed to be done ASAP. "I…umm…do you," I stammered like the idiot I am. I was so nervous. I couldn't mess it up this time. It was my soul mate here we were talking about.
She was too far for my liking. What if she tripped and died? NO. I needed to touch her, to know she was fine. Maybe she got hurt with the door. I took a step forward and felt two arms wrapped around me trying- I say trying, werewolf remember?- to keep me in place.
Then it clicked. I was leaving with Tanya not Kim…
Yeah, Tanya your actual girlfriend. Cute girl with a gift for French kissing.
SHE was all over me not Kim, and that felt wrong. I felt like she burned me. I couldn't get Tanya far from me fast enough. How was I going to explain? I couldn't mess it up again. Kim would never forgive me.
I pushed Tanya aside with too much force. It wasn't right by her books though.
"Jared!" She shrieked. "What's wrong with you?"
I grabbed both hands of Kim that were soft and petite- where was all this mushy shit coming from?- and tried to make her believe me: "It's not what you think,"
I looked an angel in the eye,
And since then I've been paralyzed,
"WHAT?" Kim said so loud I think the whole cafeteria turned to look at us, but I couldn't care less. She obviously didn't believe me because she looked like she wanted to hit me with a baseball bat.
Even if she was scandalized by my new attitude I could tell she reacted well to my touch. That made me chest swell with pride. It was short lived though. Suddenly she snatched her hands from me. It was worse than get slapped. "Let go of me. What are you doing?"
"You ridiculous over grown monkey, stay away from her, you've done enough damage as it is!" Her friend Lily, I think, ordered me. I didn't even call her on her numerous insults.
Wasn't it obvious? I wanted to be with Kim. I wanted to talk to her. That would have to do, for now. So I said that.
"Why would I stay away? I want to be with her." I wasn't measuring my words. My brain flitter was dead gone, but what I was saying wasn't something to feel ashamed of.
"What?" A chorus of woman said. Kim found it funny- me too- but I was too immersed on her laugh, it was humorless but it was beautiful nonetheless. Her friends turned their heads, glaring at her for laughing at a situation as delicate as this one. I used my chance to get closer to her and avoid her friends that stood before her like a wall.
"Kim could we," I tried to reason with MY imprint in front of everyone, but her friends didn't let me.
"No you can't," Said other one. "Why don't you leave with Tanya, you were pretty busy before we arrived." I glared at her for pointing the obvious. Kim doesn't need to be reminded of that!
"That's not," I began to correct her in a futile intent to show her wrong before Kim's eyes.
Something told me she'd be mine,
And I knew it before she said hi
"Don't even go there buddy." Lily, who I thought might have some Leah genes, waved a hand in front of my face. I wasn't going to hit them, but was tempted to carry every single friend Kim had and leave them outside school property so I could talk to my Kim properly. "Leave now! You don't get to talk to her, ever."
"Kim, please," I begged one more time. She did not know what to do with her friends butting in all the time. "Let her talk!" I snapped for the first time at the group of crazy women in front of me.
"We don't have anything to talk about, I don't know about you, but I think 'I need to get out of here'." Kim replied in an icy tone. That made my blood ran cold. Where had I heard that before?
She was the one tapping with the brush. And I rudely snatched it from her.
Why God hates me so much? Why won't you stop me from fucking up at least ONE freaking time?
I felt cold hands pulling me outside the cafeteria, a nasal voice asking me to go out. I began losing control, for the second time, but this time it was worse. I was shaking again. I could have hurt someone, or worse yet, Kim. That made me even angrier and the nasal voice wasn't shutting up. "Don't tell me what to do." I demanded to that voice. I put my hands on my temples, trying not to growl and take a bite of everyone around me. For Kim's sake.
"Don't yell at her jackass!" I couldn't make out who was telling me what.
"Jared, THIS is too much, when you regain the little sense you had last month, come find me."
More voices. I just hoped Kim wasn't the one saying that she was leaving. Somehow-between all the shaking and quarreling inside my head- I knew that wasn't her voice.
"Man relax, she is just a pain in the ass." I heard another familiar voice address to me. This time tough it relaxed me. Warm hands led me away from Kim, and for the millionth time in the day I tried to break free. This time it wasn't as easy, another werewolf was blocking my way. If I didn't want to fight, I had to reason with him.
"I need to talk to her dude," I said pulling away from Paul. "I can't leave." There was no way I was leaving things this way.
"You're not in control, Sam is gonna beat your ass," My pack brother threatened me.
"I don't care!" I growled and got away. I quickly caught up with my angel. "Kim, about before… I didn't want to… I'm sorry." I did not know what to say. I never meant it for her. She couldn't understand what was happening to me unless I told her the truth about me and me being a werewolf, and that wasn't happening anytime soon.
"Really?" There was again that icy voice that chilled me to the bone. Me, a werewolf that I runs at 108 degrees. "I'm not surprised, after all this is not the first time you didn't mean to be harsh with me…"
How could I have been such a jerk to her? What have I done?
My gift from god,
Fallen star from the sky,
Fell in love the first look at her eyes,
I began shaking, I knew I was blurring, but I was glued to the spot. She hated me, and it was my entire fault. "Jared we go now." Paul used his beta voice to order me to leave. I wouldn't have moved any other way.
After we reached the tree line I exploded into a ball of fury, taking down trees, rocks and everything that was on my way. Fortunately Sam and Paul left me alone with my thoughts and didn't pester me asking questions about what happened. Even if Kim hated me I followed her car from the dark, keeping her safe. I heard her going upstairs and saw her beautiful face in between pink curtains with ice creams all over them. Once she was safe, I left feeling angrier with myself. Before I could go back to the normal guy- as normal as I could with a depressed soul and a bounded ego- I was, disaster struck.
"Jared there's the same stench again," Sam told me alarmed. "The one it's been getting away from us this past week."
Once I reached the area they were in, I sniffed through some leaves and trees and indeed noticed the dead roses and sugary smell. I followed the smell, an anxious feeling never leaving my chest. I was running like there was no tomorrow to the place where it emanated, my brothers by my side. What I found made my heart stop.
The smell was stronger inside a house. Curtains with little ice creams across the pink fabric in the second floor and the most incredible smell, confirming my worst fear: the Connweller's house.
"A beautiful girl indeed," A disgusting voice said. We were at Kim's backyard dead on our tracks. "Such a waste." The vampire was talking to us, knowing about our werewolf hearing.
"It's talking about Kim!" A pained sound escaped my snout. I was scrapping the grass beneath my paws. "We need to do something." I whined.
"Phase back, do not try to take it alone, get it out of the house." Sam ordered getting anxious at the thought of a dead imprintee. That only made me even more panicky.
Then the most horrible thing happened. I smelled blood.
My world came crashing down.
Something told me she'd be mine,
And I knew it before she said hi.
DUN DUN DUN! Poor Jared, what will happen to Kim now? Damn nomad leeches! What do you think about Danni? He is so cute!
