Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga or the Characters within it. BTWs the AN that will follow this one will clear up some logistical issues for past readers of mine. It will also be the same one for my other story Love is as Love does. TLDR: Please read This Too Shall Pass, it's the sister story to this one…and in the very beginning they will be closely related.
AN: Hello, hello, hello everyone. I know, it's been a while since I have posted to this site but I haven't forgotten about my stories. Life has literally been the most hectic thing in the world since I graduated undergrad and for a while nothing I wrote was good enough for me. To be honest, I lost my muse and I didn't want to write for a very long time. I haven't. A few years ago I started on an endeavor to write a fanfic in which Leah got her happy ending, and as I finally, after two years of not posting, reread everything I have written I find myself wondering why I didn't keep up. I could take the easy way out and explain that life happens, but I feel as though that is not an answer that truly suffices. I lost my way, and for the duration of these two years I have struggled to find joy in the things that I loved the most. I allowed someone in, and allowed him to take all that made me…well me. And after all is said an done, when he left I was simply a shell of the girl I used to be.
On January 1st 2016 I decided that I would find that girl and claim back all that was lost. I can't be anyone else's version of happy but I am starting to realize that I can be happy for myself. January marked the beginning of this journey of self love and after nearly seven months I have found something that I thought would be lost to me forever…the motivation to continue on, and the perseverance to know that "this too shall pass". I would like to apologize to everyone who waited patiently to read this next chapter, and for all of your understanding. I am truly grateful in ways I don't think you understand. Please note that This Too Shall Pass (T.T.S.P. because sooner or later I will become tired of typing that out completely) is a companion piece to Love is as Love does. The stories will continue on separately from each other, and sometimes may interweave (at least in the begin). While this is a companion piece, it is also a story that can and will stand on its own.
Lastly, let's get the technical stuff out of the way before we continue forward, shall we? As of right now, between the three fics (maybe more) I will have a posting schedule of either Tuesday or Thursday. That gives me enough time to write and edit. In regards to editing, I am looking for a beta so if you are one or know one please message me. I cannot pick up the mantle of beta for anyone right now but as time progresses maybe I'll be able to find the time. I am going to be continuing Amortentia, as well as Love is as Love does (if you couldn't figure it out), but I will not commit to any other fics right now. My goal is to finish off the ones I have started (and posted) before starting a new one.
That's it for now. If you've read this far thank you for sticking with me. I am so sorry that I have taken so long away from these stories but I will try to become a little more regular with these things. So without further adieu…
Chapter 10: And This Too Shall Pass
Leah's P.O.V.
His chest rose and fell gently as air filled and left his lungs. He had been like this for three weeks, with no change. Sunlight filtered through the patches between his dusty blinds, and radiated off of his skin. Maybe, I could pretend as though nothing was wrong. I could almost lie to myself momentarily and tell myself that he was sleeping, but sleeping beauty had been missing in action for weeks. Not a sound could be heard, not a move had been made, not even a smile had been cracked. Jacob Black had become the living dead.
Her nimble caramel fingers quickly ran the length of his forearm. Next his legs, then head, and finally chest stopping at his arms. All major passages of energy. The smell of lavender and mint overpowered all others in Jacob's tiny room. Lady Allegra had done this religiously since his collapse. Every morning started with a strange prayer in some unknown foreign language. Her prayers left an electric buzzing in the air that made us all very uncomfortable.
Three long weeks, three weeks since he collapsed, and here we were staring the Cullens down. It wasn't as though we hadn't taken every precaution to avoid contact with them. They called, we ignored, and yet here we were staring each other down. The tension was so thick in this shoe box you could choke on it. Heh, choke. I wish the bitch would choke. I grinned impishly to myself as I looked in Bella's direction. Edward glared sharp brown daggers at me as Bella continued to caress Jacob's frozen face. Three weeks and he laid their, hunched in his bed, childlike, frozen in a state of dreamless sleep. And he shown no signs of waking up anytime soon.
"Billy, it's the same. His breathing is stable, his heartbeat is strong. Whatever happened to Jake is in his mind." Carlisle said softly as he patted Billy's shoulder gently. Initially when the Cullens had come the first time Billy flinched. Now he wore the mask of tranquility. None of this seemed to faze him, he just sat there…stuck in the inevitability of the situation, as if Jake was already lost to us. Jake wasn't dead yet, and I refused to acknowledge that as a possibility not until…I clamped down on my thoughts firmly before anything else slipped through the garden of mazes that I had put up. It had been like this for weeks now.
"Until what Leah?" Edward's hard gaze softened as he stared apologetically in my direction. "I'm sorry, I should've asked that in private, it's just that your thoughts are so….hopeful." He struggled to put a name to the emotion that had momentarily swelled in the pathways between my heart and my head.
"Should I be waiting for Jake to die then?" I bit back, just barely an octave lower than a growl. I uncrossed my arms, and uncurled myself from the ball that I had wrapped myself in.
"I'm not here to fight you Leah." Edward moved gently from Bella's side to widen the gap between he and I. "Also, given the size of the room and the current circumstances, I don't think that this is the time or the place to fight."
"You're right. You guys should leave." I tossed out hopefully. "I can't sit here and babysit you all day."
"What, you have important alpha duties to attend to?" Ness threw out sarcastically. "That sounds awfully dreadful. This might be a little more entertaining." Her fingers swept over the cold glass of her new latest shiny toy, and she tossed a devious grin into the air. Rage radiated through my bones, as I tried hard not to yank strands of auburn gold through my russet fingertips. I wasn't opposed to dragging her off my land by her hair if need be.
"Yes, I have important Alpha duties to attend to. This is not one of them. And being that your pass on Quileute lands is contingent on me watching you, get used to it Ness. I call the shots." This time it was a growl. My frame trembled as I grasped at the fraying edges of my humanity.
"Jake is Alpha, you're just his bitch." Ness uttered. "I am his life mate, I have just as much right to be here as anyone else."
Seth and Embry grabbed me firmly in their rough hands and pinned me to the wall as I heaved in sharp ragged breaths.
"ENOUGH!" Billy all but yelled and for a moment the mask of tranquility dropped and his face radiated with an anger that seemed misplaced. "You are right, you are his imprint. You have every right to be here, but your family does not. Jake may have been alpha but I am still chief. If you would like to stay, you are free to do so but the treaty has not changed."
"Billy I…" Bella yelped, her pale lips and brown hair standing out against her pale creamy skin. Had I not known who she was, and what she cost us all I would have felt sorry for her. But, I knew. This was just an act, just a game that she played when she wanted to get her way. "He's my best friend." She whined.
"You chose this, Bells. You knew the consequences, and you chose this. Not me." Billy continued to wheel himself forward.
"So then we can just leave." Ness sashayed her way past the door way, her tiny frame seeming doll-like in comparison. "I do not want to waste my time reasoning with a pack of brainless wolves. I can't wait until Jake wakes up so we can leave this place."
Billy clenched his eyes shut as he gritted his teeth. Since Jake had fallen ill, the Cullens had revealed their untimely plan to move about eight hours north to start again. Carlisle wasn't aging and if they thought people where asking questions before, they weren't prepared for the wave that had presented itself now. Carlisle had already put in the request for transfer when Jake had suddenly collapsed. Renesseme didn't forget to tell us how much of an inconvenience this was everyday. That's what she saw this as, an inconvenience. That's what she saw Jake as. A necessary evil to placate her mother as she whored herself around with the highest bidder.
Edward flinched away from my thoughts, and shrank a little into his skin. He knew that it was the truth, the elder spirits had blessed her with beauty and she wasted it away in her endeavor to validate her perfection to every man that passed. In the last few weeks Edward had caught her in a few shameful situations. A flash of her pearly whites, a flip of her auburn hair and a pout of her soft lips, and daddy's little princess was out again to break Jake's heart. He was supposed to be whatever she needed him to be, that was her justification, but that didn't mean that she could treat him however she wanted to treat him.
I gazed back at the honey golden skin of my best friend. His flesh was saturated in sweat, as he tried to fight this off. I'd be damned if I let her isolate him so that she could continue the torture. "Embry, can you escort them back to the boarder." I clamped down on the rude remark I wanted to toss carelessly into the air and smiled at Edward.
He nodded. "Thank you." And without another word he and the his happy white picket fence family followed Embry out the door, and hopped into their luxury toys tinted black.
"I am truly sorry." Carlisle remarked before swiveling and walking toward the doorway.
"There's no need to be, DR. Acula. We don't dislike all of you." I flashed a toothy grin, and walked to stand back in Jake's room.
"Goodday Leah. Let me know if anything changes." There was a soft thud as I took my seat at the head of Jake's bed, and listened to the sound of car tires sliding out of the Blacks' driveway. The rest of us didn't utter a word, until the moment a distant howl had pierced through the silence.
"For fucks sake, how long are we going to keep this up?" Quil whined as he moved from his place in the corner of the room. "It's hard enough trying to keep my dirty thoughts from him, now this."
Billy wheeled himself quickly back into the room and grinned, tipping his black feathered hat towards us. "Just until we can get he wakes up."
"She is certainly…something." Lady Allegra remarked as she walked back across the room. The remaining three of us moved quickly out of her way, and squeezed ourselves into the corner as she touched Jake's forehead.
"Something is an understatement." I mumbled.
I stared blankly at Jacob as I momentarily wondered. "I'm sure it's L'eveil. I've lived long enough to know that much child." Lady Allegra's voice remained even as she unfurrow her brow, her caramel fingers sliding gently across his chest. She grabbed the silk rag the pale one handed her, and ran her fingers slowly through it. "He's evening out. Jacob should come through this any day now."
"You can't know that." Sam growled from the other end of the room. "You said this thing was rare. That means there is no precedent for this."
The idiot had a point. We could very well be putting Jacob's fate in the hands of a false prophet. We had no real reason to trust that she could help him.
"It's your fault that you can't help him. Who the hell lets their priestesses' magic run out?" Krystal bristled from across the room. Her chocolate brown skin glowed golden like his in the faint light of the sunlight, her blue orbs now shun azure.
"Krystal, be easy." Lady Allegra spoke softly which seemed to quell Krys' anger for the moment. Krys huffed as she crossed her legs, one over the other, her denim cut off shorts frayed just below her rounded bottom. Even as young as she was in comparison to the other women in the room, she was distinctly feminine. Her silhouette curved like the glass of a Coke bottled in the subdued light of Jake's bedroom.
"Forgive my sister." The pale one spoke for the first time in days. "It's unusual for us to come across a pack with no priestesses. A priestess serves as your tie to the spirit realm." She twisted her blonde curly hair into a knot that rested above her head. "Priestesses may never phase but they are certainly as important as the wolves in your pack." She continued.
Billy sat up straight against the back of his black wheel chair. When we first brought Jacob's lifeless frame back, he seemed so frail and hopeless. Instead of seeming like a giant trapped in his chair, he seem destitute. Now, he had regained some of the coloring in his face. If anyone was grateful for Lady Allegra's help, it was him. I don't think after Sarah he could lose another loved one. The grief nearly killed him the first time, it was what put him in the chair to begin with.
'Shit.' I locked eyes with Krys and shrank back into my chair. 'You weren't supposed to hear that.'
"Contrary to what you may believe Leah," Krys stood to stretch, raising her arms above her head. "If it doesn't directly affect me and mines I tune it out." There was a gently snap as her white sleeveless shirt stretched slightly over her naval.
Everyone's eyes in the room shifted to me momentarily as a blush spread across my cheeks. "So, you turn it on and off?" I asked quickly diverting attention from my tomato red cheeks. The pack had to be just as curious about her as I was. She had been visiting for weeks now. Never said much, she always sat in the seat furthest away from Jake's bed like she was afraid that if she touched him she would catch whatever this was.
Her grin was cheeky as she winked at me. "It's not as simple as that, but yes…I turn it on and off."
"And we're supposed to trust that?" Sam growled again. He lifted himself from the wall squaring his shirtless shoulders. "How do we know that it isn't your intention to gather all the information that you can about our pack?"
Krys arched a perfectly manicured eyebrow before a humorless chuckle escaped through full lips. "Come now puppy, I'd learn to respect your superiors. Your alpha couldn't beat me in a fight on my worst day. I would break you." Aggression radiated off of Krys in waves, and the light chatter that filled the small room slowly faded.
"Easy." Embry cautiously moved to stand between the two of them, bracing Sam's chest, never daring to touch Krys. Embry was two for two today, it seemed like he was more aware of the size of Jake's room than anyone else. "There's no need for a fight. They only came to help." He kept his voice low and even so not to agitate Krys.
"Your alpha wannabe here seems to think otherwise." Krys replied monotonously. "Just because Jacob tolerates it doesn't mean I will."
"I'm not in your pack, so I don't give a rat's ass what your title is. I'm just protecting me and mines." Sam sneered, inching to clothes the distance between the two of them. His frame vibrated as he struggled to contain the wolf. Krys stood in perfect contrast just inches shorter. While Sam struggled to keep his wolf in check, Krys seemed calm and serene. Her eyes mocked him as her humorless grin cemented on her lips.
"Protecting you and yours huh? Where was that protection when you let that little shit speak to Leah in that way? Matter of a fact, when did you offer that protection when you allowed the Cullens onto your land? In spite of what you felt it would do to your alpha?"
Sam opened his mouth and quickly shut it. He breathed a deep breath through his nostrils as he struggled to counter her claims. She was right, Sam hadn't done much at all but listened in.
"Do you know how alphas are chosen?" The pale one smiled as she moved to stand between the two. The room remained stunned into silence.
"The oldest wolf born of the alpha." Seth's response was meek. Just like the rest of us, he seemed weighed down by the tension in the air. It was palpable.
"Yes and no." She grabbed the cacao leaves that stood on the table adjacent to Krys. She moved to stand back at her mother's side. Gently pale face poured warm water into a porcelain bowl from the weathered pot Rachel provided. Lady Allegra sifted the leaves grinding the mixture down to a mush. Neither addressed Krys, their nonchalance under pressure was baffling at best. "In all clans the line of succession lies with the children of the alpha. The strongest child."
"So then Krys is the oldest?" Paul inquired. His tone was drenched in confusion. We knew about the line of succession, we weren't that backwards.
"No, she's younger than I. I was three and a half when she came out howling. A howl so loud even the clouds parted to her whim." A smile of great pride spread across the pale one's face. "She's always been too cute for her own good, or rather, too cute for the good of those that stand against her."
Quietly, the pale one diligently returned back to aiding her mother. So, Krystal was the youngest? We all eyed her suspiciously. How could she be the strongest in the pack? She didn't look like anything substantial. In fact, if I were being honest, the only thing that I, and every other woman that came across her probably, was intimidated by was her curvy perfection. How could she only be a teenager? I eyed the three other women from this pack. Maybe perfection was just what this pack cranked out?
"I'd advise you not to judge Krystal by her looks, but I feel as though it would fall on deaf ears." Lady Aithne grinned as she squeezed herself into the tight room. Jacob's bedroom was not built for this many people. It wasn't even big enough for him. Her nearly swallowed the frame of his twin sized bed beneath his mass. Trinkets and bobbles lined the walls of his earthy room. Some of which he had been gifted, and he had made. A wolf carved of red oak stood prominently on the table besides Krys. She had removed it from the shelf above his bed when she discovered that he had carved it himself. She fixate do it everyday, almost as if the russet wolf had become her salvation. Out of relief Billy told her that she could keep it. Jake never had much use for the thing. It was his plan to give it to the woman he loved, a token of his love, devotion, and protection. He just never felt comfortable giving it to Ness. Krys simply smiled and said that she'd claim it as a prize once Jacob was awake and walking around. Until then, it stood safely on the round table next to her. Never to be touched by another soul.
The bodies crammed into this room were slick with sweat. Wolves ran hotter than humans, right? The boys had chosen to remain shirtless in their cutoff shorts, and I wore shorts and a tee. It was almost a normal day…except it wasn't. Worry claimed my limbs again as I looked at the exhausted faces of my brothers. Lady Allegra said Jacob would wake soon but how could she know that?
Without another word Sam had fled back to his corner. He was more bark than bite really, and Jacob's anger seemed like nothing in comparison to Krys's aggression. Billy let go of a breath that he had been holding and inched closer to Lady Allegra to watch his boy.
Hopelessness vibrated through the air, and we all continued to watch Krys as she went back to her seat. Even with Jake, our pack seemed like nothing in comparison to hears. They just had it, and we were struggling to keep up.
Lady Aithne's grin and blonde locks warmed the room, as she switched out the contaminated water for new water. "Have you heard the legend of the white wolf?" She asked gently. There ceremony was complete, there was nothing else they could do until morning.
"Yes" I responded around my dry throat. "When The Great Mother blessed the wolves with the power to phase, she promised us that she would send us a leader. A white wolf. The white wolf was there to anoint the first phase of all of the spirit warriors, and hasn't been seen since." Billy grinned, grateful that at least one of us had been paying attention to our lessons as children. The others furrowed their brows as they tried to recall hearing this story.
"It's nothing but a myth though." I continued skeptical.
"Why do you think that?" The pale one interjected. "You've been able to phase, you've seen the magic of an imprint. You've witnessed the power of a priestess. What about the legend of the white wolf is unfathomable?"
Magic. Is that what we are calling it? I wondered as I thought back to the incident with Ness just moments before. What about her was magical? For the briefest of moments I thought I saw a smile jolt across the face of Krys, uncontrollable in its presence, before it disappeared completely. If I were begin honest, Ness wasn't exactly the best example of what things should be.
"No one is that pure." Seth stated firmly, interrupting my train of thoughts at just the right moment.
"The white wolf is not without sin, she is not supposed to represent unattainable goals. She's always on the precipice of evil. Always a step away from being consumed by it." Lady Aithne smiled and locked eyes with me.
"Why are you convinced that this white wolf is a she?" Paul inquired. "You said it yourself, females are rare right?"
"So you do pay attention?" Lady Allegra teased, light hearted. A blush crept across Paul's cheeks. Over the last few weeks we've slowly begun to regard her and Lady Aithne as pack mothers. "Leah, since you seem the be the only one that remembers this legend, what comes next? How do we know that she has come?" I loved that Lady Allegra put a little more emphasis on the word "she".
"She will be marked by The Great Mother. The mark of the great wolf will be etched on her shoulders, always moving, never stagnant." Krys stood quietly and walked to stand near her mother. She turned her back to us as she gently lifted her shirt above her head, and dropped it onto the bed. As her hands cupped her bare chest so that no one could see, our eyes locked on the wolf on her back. It wasn't a substantial thing but it moved with as much vigor and life as a real wolf, playfully running from shoulder to shoulder leaving streaks of white and blue in its wake. A collective gasp could be heard from the room as the pale one grabbed her sister's discarded white shirt and rolled it back onto her frame.
"You asked me of my intentions earlier, idiot." Krys said and for a moment none of us had the words to continue. "My intentions are simple. I bear no ill will to you or your pack. I have enough on my plate."
Silence. There was only silence.
"It's easy for us to judge. We can always assume that we know, but oftentimes we do not. You guys are all stunned by our progression as a pack but what kind of a pack would we be if we did not fully accept the blessing of The Great Mother. We seem ions away from you and others because we have to be." The pale one started. "Her pack has to be best, we needed to remain strong so that we could be pillars for the rest of you. It has not, however, been without it's tribulations." For a second, what looked like grief quickly flashed across the faces of the three women in the room as Krys moved back to her seat. The russet wolf had become a point of fixation for Krys, almost like she was using it to avoid our inquisitive glances.
"Tribulations?" Paul tore the words right from my thoughts.
The question hung in the air, left unanswered. The women made quick work of cleaning as Krys quietly ran her fingers across the russet wolf. Seth opened his mouth to asks another question but quickly thought better of it. His lips sealed shut momentarily, and when he had composed himself he started again.
"Jake made that thing when he was twelve. He's always been really good with his hands." Seth was a godsend, he'd always had charm and the ability to disarm.
I smiled briefly. "It's creepy to us, it looks just like him in his wolf form. We've always wondered how he knew."
"You don't say." Krys responded, and for the first time since the day we all met her, her grin was soft and sweet. "You all care for him deeply."
"He's annoying," Rachel spoke and gently locked eyes with Krys. "but he is family to us all."
Krys' wide blue innocent eyes warmed as she smiled at Rachel. In this moment she looked more like a girl than the physical embodiment of the white wolf. "Then maybe he is the lucky one?"
"You tell him that when he wakes." Billy rolled his chair over and gently rested his hands atop Krys'. Her small one was swallowed beneath his hands. She did not move away from his touch, she simply turned her adorable soft smile onto him. Billy smiled in return, caught is Krys' infectious mood. They just seemed right together. Maybe she did look her age when she was being cute like this. How did anyone tell her no? "My understanding is that he is very fond of you young lady. I see why. You have very beautiful little girls Lady Allegra."
Warmth spread across her cheeks as they puffed. She outright refused to make eye contact with her mother. The white would couldn't be this normal of a girl, could she? I smiled at my mother and she grinned back.
"I could sat the same for you Billy. You were blessed with two beautiful girls, and a handsome son as well." Lady Allegra smiled as she ran her hands through both of her daughters' hair.
"You know there's no need to worry Mr. Black." Krys' voice was soft as she returned the wolf to the table. Her small hands gently pulled his large ones between them. "L'eveil may be rare but Momma has experience with it. She knew just what to do when it was me."
Billy knew better than to dwell on questions of Krys and her clan. I couldn't explain it but there was this look that passed in her face for the briefest of moments when she talked about herself. Like she hated doing it. "I'll take you word for it." He smiled and lifted her hand to kiss it briefly as a father would for his daughter. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." She blushed. "I should go. I'm sure the pack is getting restless. Momma, I'll meet you there okay." Krys stood, and kissed Billy's cheek before doing the same to Lady Allegra and Lady Aithne. As he seemed of her, she seemed of him.
"Leaving so soon Pocahontas?" His voice was raspy as he fought to sit up. "You're just getting here." Shock spun through the room as we all locked eyes with his once chocolate brown orbs. They shone golden.
Slowly Jacob twitched his limbs feeling them out, as if he had known something to be different. He frowned briefly as he slowly raised his chest from the bed. Oil glistened in the light of the sun. I gasped as I stared at the wolf etched into Jacob's right shoulder. We all had one just like it, given to us by the elders, but it had always been black. Jacob's mark stood a little more prominent, but the eyes of the wolf glowed blue.
Krys was frozen in shock as Jacob slowly slid his legs off the edge of he bed, gently shifting his weight onto them. He stumbled a little and Billy quickly moved to brace his son to the best of his ability. Lady Allegra quickly steadied him, giving him a moment to straighten out.
"Maybe you should sit Jacob. You're just coming to." She mentioned gently, but Jacob did not answer. Jacob seemed determined, fixated on Krys who stood in front of him. Her eyes widened and she stepped back towards the door.
Jacob grinned a hearty grin as he reached for the russet wolf that stood one the table. He inched closer to Krys and gently reached to place the wolf in her hands. She opened them and received it still in a state of obvious shock. "Your prize right?" He uttered, a little louder than he was just moments before.
"Oh my god. Jacob, you're awake!" Rachel was the first to speak as she threw herself across the bed to get to her brother. There were tears in her eyes as she wrapped her tiny arms across his hulking frame. He smiled down briefly at her before turning his golden eyes back to Krys. "You could pretend that you didn't see me before, Moja Ijubav, but here I am in the flesh."
Lady Allegra's mouth widened as her eyes bulged. "Ijubav?" She repeated the same strange word that Jacob had, and moved to stand next to Krys. "Moja Ijubav." She repeated again running her fingers across Krys' face.
"Yes, Moja Ijubav." Jake repeated, he never stopped grinning. He gently reached up to stroke her curls from her round face.
Krys finally regained some of her motor functions. She smacked his hand away from her face and shook her head frantically. Quickly she moved to stand near the door. "Like hell I am, Black." She growled out.
"You are." Jacob chortled as Krys snarled at him. "Go ahead and run Ijubav. I'll always find you."
Krys quickly backed out of the room and took off like a bat out of hell. I have never, in all of my life, seen someone move so quickly. There was a distinct sound of banging and then nothing. Jake continued to laugh infectiously before taking a deep breath to center himself.
"She'll always be that stubborn, huh?" He seemed like he was speaking to himself. "At least she took the it."
The rest of the room to quiet as a soft smile claimed the faces of Lady Allegra and Lady Aithne.
"It had to happen sooner or later Allegra." Lady Aithne chuckled sending warmth and wind chimes through the air.
"Yes, and yet somehow I just know Krys will be stubborn about it." Lady Allegra's happiness radiated like warm sunlight from her face. "She could've done worse."
"She is a brat." The pale one grinned maliciously before turning to leave. Initially it seemed misplaced, but when I thought about there dynamic as sisters I wondered if this was how she showed her affection. "I'll go find her before she decides to be a hermit."
"Isn't that a bit dramatic?" Billy asked as he swiveled to look at the others.
"Dramatic is what she does." The pale one said before softening her smile and leaving the room.
I arched an eyebrow before turning to stare at the Jacob with the golden eyes. Not sure as to whether or not he was our Jacob just yet. "What's Moja Ijubav?"
"It means my love." Billy answered before either Lady Allegra or Lady Aithne could. His soft prideful smile mimicked theirs. "It's spoken in the native tongue of The Great Mother; Croatian."
"My love?" I responded in shock.
"The elder spirits have decided. The white wolf is your blessing too." Lady Allegra spoke, and then she and Lady Aithne glided slowly out of the room without another word.
Well shit! I looked at Jacob as a wide grin cemented on his face. It was always Jacob Fucking Black, wasn't it. The room erupted into laughter as we quickly moved to pile onto him.
A/N: There you have it. I hope that this chapter wasn't too fast paced. Don't worry, the issue of Ness and Krys will be resolved as this story progresses. As always your comments and likes are greatly appreciated. It is honestly all that I look forward to. Thank you again for sticking with me. Have a wonderful day Lovies.