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Chapter 10 Fur Real?

I glanced behind me at Hanna who was following close behind me. "What's a matter pumpkin?" I asked her smiling.

Hanna gave me a sweet chubby cheeked smile in return and jabbered. "Mama, cookie." she said pointing at the kitchen cabinets.

I laughed and leaned up and got down a box of graham crackers and handed her one of them, taking one for myself. "I should have known you wanted something." I told her, ruffling her dark hair.

At two years old, Hanna looked so much like Sam. Every time I looked into her dark eyes I saw his, only framed with my lashes. Her black hair was straight and I was letting it grow out long. She was the cutest toddler any of us had ever seen. And she was full of energy. It only took twenty minutes of playing with her to wear out even me or Seth, who she loved and called "Unca" in a sweet voice.

Hanna walked off back into the living room, nibbling on the edges of her cracker, looking quite pleased with herself. "Little beggar." I said shaking my head and getting what I'd been looking for.

"I'm home" Seth sang out, coming in and dropping his backpack on the kitchen floor. He was 15 and a freshman this year.

I hadn't went back to school. I'd opted to get my ged instead, deciding I didn't want to be away from Hanna all day and then not being able to spend the entire with her because of homework. I'd been extremely lucky in not having to get a job yet either. I didn't want to work until she started kindergarten at least. I depended more on Sam's money than I liked to admit to myself, but it meant I didn't have to rely on my parents for Hanna's things.

"Good. You can watch Hanna while I start supper." I told him, handing him a sippy cup from the fridge.

Seth shrugged and took it from me, grabbing a bag of chips off the counter when he passed by. He towered me easily by at least 6 inches now. "Sure. We're over due for color contest anyways." He headed into the living room and I could hear Hanna's happy shrieks when she spotted her Uncle Seth.

I started supper, humming while I did it. Dad came in a while later, looking tired. Now days he always looked tired though. "Hey Dad." I said stopping to hug him.

"Hey Lee. Where's the princess at?" He asked in a loud voice, waiting. It only took a split second for Hanna to recognize his voice.

Hanna came barreling into the kitchen at a run, her arms already out stretched. Her hair flew wild behind her like a cape. "Up! Up!" she commanded. "Pap" she said happily, hugging Dad's neck tightly when he lifted her into his arms. I smiled when he kissed her cheeks, smothering her in kisses.

"Come on Hanna-Banana, let's go see if Blue's Clue's is on yet while your mama finishes up in here." He told her, balancing her in one arm and carrying her off.

By the time dinner was over, I noticed again how worn out and honestly sick Dad was. Mom kept reminding him over and over to take his medicine until he finally did. It was no secret that he'd been to the doctor and been on a few medications for his heart. Nothing to worry about though, according to both Mom and Dad. I didn't think much of it until Dad stayed home from his weekend fishing trip.

Seth was on spring break, meaning he was at home the entire week and driving me crazy. My nerves were on edge as it was. I kept getting headaches from the over powering scents of cleaners I used, and then I felt flushed and hot. My body hurt and I honestly felt horrible. Mom had taken Hanna upstairs to take a nap with her to give me a break. I took some Tylenol, blaming the whole mess on the flu. Seth looked like he didn't feel so great himself either.

"Seth! Come pick up your shoes off the kitchen floor!" I yelled, feeling irritatble. I'd just mopped in there this morning.

Seth grumbled coming into the kitchen. "Why couldn't you do it?" he muttered grabbing the filthy sneakers.

"Because I'm not a damn maid that's why." I retorted back. I grabbed the dish rag to finish off the last of the dishes. "You could help more around here."

Seth ignored me, flashing me a dirty look which was something very uncommon for him and left the kitchen. My skin stayed prickling with anger for the next few minutes until I was done cleaning. Everything seemed to anger me now days. I'd been edgy and sick for two weeks. I got a bag of chips and padded off into the living room, just nodding to my Dad from his spot in the recliner. He looked as sick as I felt.

I plopped down on the loveseat and grabbed a throw from the back of it. "Turn it, I don't like this show." I ordered Seth.

He turned up the volume and ignored me. What really did it was him reaching over and grabbing the chips from me and stuffing a handful of them into his mouth. "Fine. I'll turn it." I snapped and snatched the chips back from him.

Seth stuffed the remote in his shirt, his eyes turning a hard black when they looked at me. "Get away." he growled.

I felt a shiver in my back at the tone of his voice. "Give it to me" I commanded reaching again.

Seth slapped my hands away, snarling. Then it happened.

The shiver shook my entire body and I felt my limbs catch fire. I was tossed on the floor from the convulsion, squeezing my eyes shut. I had no idea what the hell was happening to me. Something bad was wrong with me. I opened my mouth to scream but all I heard was a loud howling sound. Within seconds I felt something slam into me, the same howling coming from it.

Instinctively my eyes flew open. A sandy brown wolf was snarling at me angrily, baring its teeth. Without thinking, I snarled back, my lips curling over my teeth. I charged at it, pushing the wolf around. We were wrestling in the living room destroying everything. I didn't care. I wanted to win. "What's happening? Who are you?" I heard Seth's voice saying. I stopped dead in my tracks, cocking my head to the side. It was then I realized my worst nightmare.

I had a tail. And four legs instead of two. And fur. Tons of grey fur covered my entire body. "Seth is that you?? I asked cautiously, a whining sound from my throat.

"Seth? Leah? Where are you?" Another voice cut in.

My peripheral vision changed suddenly and I saw my dad cowering in the corner breathing heavily. "Sue!" He yelled hoarsely just as Mom came in frantically.

"Harry! What happened?! Seth?! Leah?! Oh no.. not my kids… not my family.." mom burst out, tears streaming down her dark coppery cheeks.

Dad moved towards us slowly, still breathing hard. "Help me get them out. Then call Sam. We need him here."

At the mention of Sam another loud snarl erupted from my muzzle and the hair on my back stood straight up. "Leah, its Jared. We're on the way." A voice in my mind said.

Was I insane? I was finally driven crazy, that must be it. Why else would I think I was a wolf and that I could hear Jared Uma's voice in my mind?

"You're not crazy Leah. I can hear you too. What's happening to Dad?!" Came Seth's panicked voice.

My eyes were trained onto my father who was being forced to sit down by mom as he held onto his shoulder. His face was turning red and he was gasping. "Seth call someone!" I shouted, pacing back and forth.

"I cant! I don't have hands. Oh man.. Oh man.." Seth's thoughts panicked.

I was aware of other voices in our minds but I wasn't paying attention. I was in a state of disarray. I didn't know what to do. My dad was having a heart attack in front of me and I couldn't do anything to help because I was losing my mind or in a bad dream. The Seth wolf was jumping around, side to side howling loudly. Mom was on the phone talking animatedly to the 911 operator and helping Dad as best she could while we freaked out.

"Leah, get out in the woods." A voice said above the rest. It was like I couldn't help but do what the voice told me to. "Be careful and hurry up. Don't let anyone else see you." The voice was familiar. Strangely familiar. "Seth, you get out too. I'm waiting for you."

I trotted out the open door, following the sounds and scents of other wolves. They smelled strangely comforting. "Comforting?" A voice snorted loudly. "I don't want to comfort you." It was another familiar voice.

"Paul?' I thought aloud with horror. Was Paul Levya in my mind?

The Paul voice laughed loudly along with a couple of others. "Leah, calm down." The second voice told me. I could sense Seth behind me just a few yards back.

Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no. I felt the hair on my back standing up again. Snarls forming in my throat. I recognized that voice. "Sam, what the hell kind of sick joke is this? I want to be with my Dad. I want to go back."

Seth seconded my words, a low howl coming from him. "I think I'm in a dream."

That's when I saw them. They terrified me. I forgot all about being worried for my father when I saw the pack of wolves waiting just in the skirts of the trees. They were huge and they were scary. The biggest one was black and had hard dark eyes that were exactly like Sam's. The voices in my head got stronger now when they saw me.

"Sam! Why is she a wolf?"

"Dude, she cant be a wolf. She's a she.!"

"What the hell?"

I realized which one was Sam. The black one that was eyeing me like he hated the fact that he was seeing me. The same hatred fueled from behind my eyes. Memories flashed when our eyes met. Sam leaning over and kissing me for the first time, Sam's eyes lighting up when he saw Hanna right after I had her. And the worst one from both our points of view, when we broke up. The pain and emotion of it made me wince slightly and then glare up at Sam. The memories that hit me from him made me feel a moment of remorse.

Sam was honestly hurting and upset by the situation with Hanna. He loved her, and he loved me. But he loved someone else too. And I felt like an intruder when Emily's scarred cheek showed in my mind. "Stop it." I snapped. "I don't want to see her."

"You better get used to it." Jared said nudging me with his muzzle. He was a brown color, with a few spots here and there.

The mental anguish was hitting me in waves of paranoia. I didn't like any of this. What happened to me? What was happening with my dad? What about Hanna?

I didn't get to check on any of my family besides Seth for a while. . I knew from the rest of the pack as I learned they were called, that my dad didn't make it. They'd elected Jake to tell me the news. . I couldn't calm myself enough to let my body phase back after hearing that. It wasn't possible. Seth was able after a while but as soon as he heard about dad, he phased back and was stuck just like I was. I was stuck in those horrible cursed body for who knows how long?

"Leah, its not so bad." Embry's lazy voice filled my ears.

"You shut the hell up. Until you have to share your thoughts with your ex boyfriend, I don't want to hear its not so bad." I growled back.

I was in a bad mood. I made sure every last one of these idiots knew it too. I knew they wished I'd hurry up and phase back get out of their way but I couldn't do it. Every time Sam phased back it angered me so badly to see his perfect Emily in his mind that I shook with rage. It was embarrassing to admit to all of them that I still loved him. It was even more embarrassing when it was clear he definitely didn't return the feelings. I hadn't even slept since I phased, being way too keyed up for that.

I wanted my baby. I wanted to see Hanna. I wanted to hold her and make sure she was okay. Mom was too busy to watch over her with Dad in the hospital I knew. But there was no one else to keep her since Seth was stuck in the same situation as I was.

"Actually…" Sam's voice came into my mind cautiously. Mentally he showed Emily holding Hanna, smiling down at her, taking care of her. "Maybe it would be better if Emily watched her."

I snarled loudly, my hackles raising. "Hell will freeze over first before she touches my daughter."

Sam rolled his wolf eyes at me. "It would help your mom out Lee-lee." he tried again, using his calm demeanor that I never knew he possessed until now.

Hearing him say that nickname. Lee-Lee. It was his old name for me when we were together. What made him think he could use it now? He didn't want me anymore. He shouldn't even care what happened to my daughter, she was mine. There was no way his new… new.. Mate, I called her for lack of a better word, would take care of her. I was supposed to the Alpha's mate, not her. Growls and snarls only kept coming through me while my thoughts were put out for all to hear.

Sam held my gaze, frowning at me for a moment before the human Sam appeared before me. I had no idea how he did it, but he could control his thoughts from us and I knew whatever he'd just been thinking was something I wanted to hear. I didn't turn my head away from him when he reached down to untie his cut offs from his ankle. I'd seen Sam naked plenty of times, why should it be any different now?

"Calm her down." Sam told Embry. "She has a funeral to go to tomorrow, and I wont let her miss it even if she has to go like that."

It took the rest of the day, and part of the next morning to calm me down enough. Phasing back was weirdly calming and serene. Embry was the one that had finally talked me into it. He'd started talking about what it was like when we were all kids. Thinking about the old memories made me feel happy enough to let loose of the anger I had. Phasing back was also… touchy.

The ground was cool and wet underneath my skin. My skin. Oh no. "Don't. You. Dare. Look." I ordered Embry who was still in his wolf. I didn't have any clothes. I didn't have the first stitch and I had no idea who else was around. I hunched over trying to cover myself up as best I could while I looked around hopefully for something to cover myself up with. No such luck.

"Here." The deep baritone voice said from behind me. "I brought you these. I felt you phase."

I turned, hunched over still and snatched the shirt and sweats that Sam offered to me. "Couldn't you have at least brought me my own clothes?" I grumbled. "Turn around."

Sam snorted loudly and turned, carefully avoiding looking while I dressed. "Embry, you can go now. Thanks. Try to get some rest ok?"

I wrinkled my nose at the smell of what I recognized as Emily. Lavender, sugar, and Sam's cologne all mixed into one. "I'm going now."

Sam whirled around then. "Wait. I want to talk while its just us."

I backed away, shaking my head at him. "I don't. I don't want to talk with just us. I don't want to talk to you. I don't want any part of this."

"But it chose you. You have to be a part of the pack." Sam told me, shaking his head.

"I don't want to be a wolf. I don't want to be around you. I don't want to see you and I don't want to see Emily in your mind. I don't want to deal with this!" I shouted taking off at a full run. My new super human speed came in handy. I didn't look back to see if Sam was following after me either. I hoped he wasn't.

I didn't see him until the funeral later that day. I had Hanna in my arms, holding her against my chest. I was too emotional to cry, as was my mom. Instead we both put on the same hard, strained faces. I wasn't going to let everyone see me breakdown in public. I had too much to cry over this time.

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