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Chapter Eleven

Sam's POV

After the words left Jacob's mouth, the room went silent as we all processed them. My immediate reaction was a firm no. What could those bloodsuckers do to help? Our noses were as good as theirs, so it wasn't like they had some advantage there. And with that little pixie being unable to see us wolves, she couldn't help us—assuming she'd be able to get a read on Kinley in the first place, since they'd never met.

How could Jacob seriously suggest turning to them? I studied his face to see if he was joking. Maybe he was trying to lighten the mood.

Nope. His expression was solemn. Honestly, he was looking a little fierce over there. Dominance rolled off him, not far enough to reach me but a clear warning—

Either I'd deal with this using the Cullens' help or Jacob would take this, and the entire pack, into his own hands. He would step up as alpha if he saw the need, and a kidnapped imprint was definitely worthy of the sacrifice. Despite myself, I felt a surge of pride.

Still, I didn't want to make him take the title until he was truly ready, and I wasn't sure I wanted to hand over control of finding Kinley to anyone.

So I reassessed. The Cullens had a family of seven—eight if you included Bella, which none of us did. She'd be of zero help to us. One could see the future, which wasn't particularly helpful at the moment since all that came up when the wolves were involved was blackness. Another could read minds...that could be helpful. And then there was another that could feel and influence emotions. I wasn't writing him off as useful or useless quite yet. The rest of the Cullens were normal, as far as we knew, but their leader was a doctor—definitely an asset. They also had that huge guy who could intimidate anyone. The two other females...I had nothing to say for them. One was nice and nurturing, so maybe that could be good for Kinley? But we also had Emily, who Kinley was already comfortable with.

Pulling myself away from the direction my thoughts were spiraling down, because I was wasting precious time, I focused back on the decision I needed to make. Go to the Cullens? Or no?

Based on my reverie, they could be valuable to our search.

I didn't think on it any further before I said, "Okay. We'll go to the Cullens."

Surprisingly, it wasn't any of my pack brothers who spoke up in protest—it was Emily. "What? No! Sam, you have to see that's a terrible idea!"

Peering down at her distraught face, I shook my head. "They can help us, Em. We don't have time to waste. We need to find her now. Who knows what he'll do to her?" I shuddered, barely refraining from picturing just what might have been happening to my sister at that very moment. "We're going to the Cullens."

Emily's eyes filled with tears. "I don't like this."

"None of us like this."

"Sam—"

"No," I said, cutting her off and ending the conversation. "You stay here. Who knows, maybe this whole thing is a fluke and she'll be brought home shortly. Someone needs to be here for that." Even as the words left my mouth, I knew they were complete bull.

Em knew it too, but she also knew me and surely she could see that I was reaching the end of my patience on this. "Fine," she said softly, resigned.

"I'll let you know the moment we find anything," I promised, leaning down to give her a quick peck on the lips before leading the pack outside. "Alright," I said. "Collin, Brady, and Leah stay here and run patrols. Keep your noses keen to anything that may be out of the ordinary. If you find something, Leah can decide how to proceed. Don't go too far from the rez, though—if something is leading you too far out, call me or Jacob and we'll figure something out."

Leah, whose mouth had been open to argue against being left behind, smirked at the prospect of being left in charge. I leveled a stern look at her. "This is serious, Leah."

She rolled her eyes. "I know."

After watching her for another couple of seconds to make sure I got my point across as to just how serious this was, as if a reminder was even needed, I nodded and dismissed them. "Everyone else," I said, addressing those left with me—Jacob, Paul, Jared, Seth, Quil, and an extra fierce Embry. A lot of people to bring with me to the Cullen mansion. "We're going in human form."

Quil gaped. "Why would we do that?"

Jacob spoke, his tone indicating that the answer was obvious. "Because we aren't going there as a threat. We want their help."

"Right. So divide yourselves up however you want but let's get going," I ordered, unable to handle standing around anymore. Kinley wouldn't benefit from that. We needed to get moving.

Somehow, I ended up in the passenger's seat of Jacob's Rabbit with Quil and Embry in the back. I had my own truck to drive, but I was likely to crash the damn thing into a tree with the chaos my mind was in and the last thing we needed was something as stupid as that slowing us down. No one talked on the way there, other than Jacob assuring us once as we passed the rez border that the Cullens would help. He seemed to hold a lot of faith in them. Hopefully it wasn't misplaced.

When our small line of cars pulled up in front of the mammoth-sized home, the doctor and the mind reader were standing on the porch awaiting our arrival. As I exited the car, I noticed the form of the one who could influence emotions looking out the big window at the front of the house. Were they the only ones home? We kind of needed all the help we could get here.

"What's wrong?" the mind reader asked, his brow furrowed as he tried to follow the path of my thoughts. "You need us for something?"

Walking up to the bottom of their porch steps, I met both of their eyes in turn. "Yes. We are here to request your assistance in a situation that—"

"Jacob?" a feminine voice gasped, interrupting. I bit back the urge to snarl, keeping in mind that I wouldn't take too kindly to anyone threatening my mate in such a way. Still, it was a struggle. Time was of the essence.

A slender form streaked out the door and straight to Jacob. Surprisingly, he didn't appear as welcoming of Isabella Swan as he usually was. He patted her back impatiently for a moment before pushing her back and shaking his head. "Not now, Bells."

She frowned. "I haven't seen you in so long. I figured you were here to see me."

"Not this time. We have important business to discuss, actually, so please…" he trailed off.

Bella didn't take the hint. "Do they need you for this? There's so many of you here! Surely we can—"

"No," Jacob said, deadpan.

Before Bella could speak again, I dove back into my request. I didn't have the patience for this. "We would very much appreciate your assistance in finding my sister. Her name is Kinley and she was taken from her school this afternoon."

The doctor's face instantly took on a look of concern. "Has the incident been reported? Do you know who took her?"

"We haven't reported it. Ideally, we'd like to take care of the man who took her ourselves."

"He—so you know who took her."

I nodded. "We are as sure as we can be without having been there to see the kidnapping."

The doctor nodded, as well. "Of course we'll offer any assistance we can. Please, come inside. All of you."

I led my pack as we followed two vampires into their home, hoping our natural enemies would be the key to bringing my sister home where she belonged, safe and sound.

Embry's POV

Sitting in the finely furnished living room with a room full of my pack brothers and vampires, it was hard to believe that the individual I was most annoyed with was actually the only human among us. Bella Swan was a nice girl. She wasn't my favorite person—but then again, the only person I'd ever call my favorite was Kinley. But I'd always thought Bella was a cool chick. A bit shy and somewhat clingy to Jacob but whatever. Who was I to judge?

But right now, I wanted nothing more than to slap the girl across her face.

All the cool I thought I'd seen in her had given way to neediness. Again, I wasn't really one to judge...except for the fact that now was not the fucking time. She'd been trying to convince Jacob to split from the group and hang out with her the whole time we'd been there. While Carlisle wrangled up the entirety of his family, and then throughout Sam's explanation of the situation.

How could she still be begging Jacob to step away with her when she knew how serious the situation with Kinley was? She'd been in the room with us for the whole ugly story. And yet, there she sat, right up against Jacob's side, opening her mouth to ask him again.

I was literally two seconds away from strangling her.

"Bella, love," Edward said, voice gentle but firm. "Come sit with me, please."

She pouted at him for a moment before sighing. With one brief glance at Jacob, hoping he'd ask her to stay near him no doubt, she moved over and sat with her boyfriend. Hopefully he'd be able to shut her up.

"Embry," Edward warned. "I understand your frustration, but please try to contain yourself."

In normal circumstances, I would have apologized. And I probably would have taken it all back too. Now, however, I said nothing.

"Anyway," Alice said exaggeratedly, pulling the room's attention back to her. "I can't just track her down. I haven't met her, so she'd not imbedded in my mind at all. Plus, if any of you wolves intend to go get her, that automatically blacks out my visions. I'm useless."

Her mate, Jasper, shook his head. "Not useless. You can still help plan. We all can."

"Right," I nearly snapped. "So can we do that? Every second we sit here doing nothing is another second she's with…" I couldn't finish my sentence. My body trembled violently.

Sam's voice pulled me back from the need to phase. "Calm down," he ordered.

I took a deep breath, struggling to grasp serenity.

Suddenly, a wave of calm flushed through me, aiding the process significantly. I caught the eye of Jasper and gave a small nod of appreciation. His lips quirked infinitesimally in response.

"If he has an address in Seattle, it makes sense that he'd take her to that area, at the very least." Carlisle steered the conversation back to the relevant topic. "If not Seattle, then a surrounding neighborhood."

"That's still a huge stretch of land to search," Edward said, rubbing his chin. "We have many people but it'd take a good chunk of time regardless."

The room was quiet for a second until Jasper said, "Unless we can cut corners on that."

We all looked to him even as Edward was already responding to his idea. "Not bad, but I'm not certain the wolves would relinquish the search like that."

"We're not giving up," Sam and I said in unison.

Jasper shook his head. "That's not what I was thinking."

"What's your plan?" Rosalie, the gorgeous blonde who was usually a stone cold bitch but actually seemed to be concerned about my young imprint, asked.

Jasper sat forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "First, we divide the area we want to search into a grid and number the sections. Then, we search each of those sections systematically, top to bottom. Not a single stone unturned."

Shifting in my seat, I resisted the urge to start pacing. This was taking too damn long. "Edward already said that'd take too long."

"It would," Jasper agreed. "Unless it was only my family doing the searching."

"Then the little pixie could look ahead and see which section Kinley's in," Jacob said, apparently already on board with the idea.

I went completely still. "You want me to sit back and give up looking for my imprint?" My tone was low and dangerous.

Another rush of calm eased my bones as Jasper spoke. "No. It would be most beneficial to your imprint to be patient while we search for her, and then we'll bring her right here back to you."

I remained silent, not fond of that plan at all. Kinley needed me. Me. Not this band of bloodsuckers.

"You need to make the decision to stay here," Alice said, her usually upbeat voice grating on my nerves. "If you have any intentions to interfere it'll give me blind spots and I could miss her."

I heard what she said. I understood the idea. But I couldn't accept it. My imprint needed me.

"It's a good idea," Sam murmured in my ear. "So...all wolves in my pack, Embry Call included, will remain at their current posts until Kinley is retrieved."

A snarl ripped past my lips, and Sam's hand squeezed my shoulder.

"That is an order," he reiterated, as if I didn't already feel the weight of it urging me to give in. Stealing my air until I agreed.

At this point, I had no choice. I'd have to trust these vampires to find her and bring her home safe. I had no choice.

I had no choice.

I had no choice.

I had no choice.

"Fine," I grunted, my shoulders hunched and my breath ragged. "I agree. I'll stay here." I lifted my gaze to glare at each of the Cullens in turn. "But you'd better find her and bring her back to me. Or I swear, there will be hell to pay."

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