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Chapter 10: Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel

"We learn from history that we do not learn from history"

Anson left the room immediately after giving the La Push boys the okay to leave, not before mentioning that their truck was parked out front.

I loosened my grip on Paul's shoulders so I could look him in the eye, "What the hell was he talking about, Paul?" I growled out, that's right, I growl too, "Why am I staying here?"

Paul's dark eyes shot daggers over in Jake's direction, who didn't even realize that Paul was basically giving him the death stare. Paul jaw muscles flexed as he clenched his teeth and Jake continued to spastically pace next to one of the pool tables.

Why was he staring at Jake? Why wasn't he answering?

I had no patience left, so I peaked over Paul's shoulder to see Sam slouching on one of the bar stools, "Sam?"

At least someone wasn't afraid to give me some answers. Sam twisted around to face me better as he opened his mouth to finally explain what the hell was going on when Paul interrupted him with an un-human growl. My neck nearly snapped off as my eyes met the side of Paul's snarling face.

"Well?" I tried again to get some answers.

Paul stopped his snarling, but he continued to glare back at Sam who was dishing out an equally fierce stare in return.

"It was the price that had to be paid for Anson getting you back from the…" Sam cleared his throat, uncomfortably, "human-traffickers."

"What?" My brain couldn't digest this, "What human-traffickers?"

Paul scoffed, "Who do you think put you in that outfit, Lexi?"

I chose to ignore Paul's statement, which was the opposite of helpful…

Why couldn't we all just leave together? I was about to open my mouth to speak my mind, but I guess a small part of me knew better. There was a butt-load of armed guards working for the devil's apprentice, otherwise known as Anson. The La Push boys weren't going to risk what lives they had for little ol' me.

I couldn't blame them. At all.

"Paul," I started to disengage myself from Paul's grip, "You should go home to Rachael, who is probably worried sick about you."

Paul just had this dumb, surprised look on his face. Seriously, he was looking at me like I had grown a second head.

"Close your mouth, Paul." I shoved my palm under his chin, effectively shutting his mouth, "It's not attractive." I added seriously.

Paul continued to stare at me like I was some sort of circus freak, which was really not helping me keep my cool.

"Paul—" Sam started to speak, but I cut him off.

"You too, Sam, but go home to Emily, not Rachael. That would be weird. I know for a fact that she is waiting for you." Shit. I'm starting to ramble. This was not a good sign. "In fact, you all should leave before I drag you all down." I crossed my arms in front of me defensively, "This whole thing has been my fault."

"Lexi—" Jake shook his head and started walking towards me.

"No, Jake." I put my right arm up to stop him from coming any closer, "I heard what Anson said and there is no way you are going to work for him. I'll speak to him myself and get you out of this mess."

"But—" Jake started to protest.

"No!" I shouted as I clenched my fist, "God damn it, Frankie, you can't protect me forever!" I glared at Jake as I attempted to catch my breath after yelling.

"Frankie?" Jake asked with an unreadable expression.

Woah. Did I accidentally call Jake Frankie? It just kind of slipped out.

Frankie was always trying to protect me like a little sister, but he was gone. Everyone I ever loved deeply was either dead or stuck in a care facility back in Jersey. I knew to keep people further than arms reach. I've certainly learned my lesson. This has to be, hands down, the worst shit I've ever pulled anyone into.

"Just go," I wasn't going to budge, "You all have responsibilities back home. The last thing you need to be worrying about is me. You people don't even know me."

Paul and Sam were having a silent conversation while Jake had so many different expressions running across his face that I couldn't read them fast enough.

"Lexi—" Sam opened his mouth.

"Enough, Sam." I stopped him, "It's not that hard, just walk away."

Paul's POV

"Just go," Lexi pleaded, "You all have responsibilities back home." She looked all of us in the eye, "The last thing you need to be worrying about is me."

I have to admit that she was good. But there was one thing I knew better than the back of my own hand—women. I knew exactly what she was doing, only because I had done it so many times before. She was pushing everyone away because she was scared and confused. We couldn't argue with her because she didn't even let us start and if we somehow got around that we would only yell until we were both hoarse.

I knew exactly what she needed.

"You people don't even know me."

Damn, this girl wouldn't budge.

I made eye contact with Sam before I spoke to him outside of human hearing range, "If you aren't going to do anything about this, I might as well, 'cus we both know Jake is as useful as a limp dick."

He nodded in agreement and stood from his seat, "Lexi—"

"Enough, Sam." I stopped him, "It's not that hard, just walk away."

Damn, I thought as I shook my head. My alpha wasn't always completely worthless, but he had no idea how to handle a woman like Lexi.

I knew exactly what she needed… Jake's dick.

I saw how she reacted to Jake earlier and damn, all I could ask was why the hell did Jake of all people imprint on this girl? They were total opposites. Jake was the biggest pussy on the planet and I have numerous accounts to back up my statement. First, if Jacob Black had a pair, that vampire-lover would never have walked all over him and then left him hanging like a pair of blue balls…Literally. Second, his best friends are tweedle dumb and tweedle dumber. Third, he runs away with his tail between his legs at every opportunity he gets.

Then there was this fine, hellcat standing in front of me. Lexi had the biggest pair of balls I'd ever seen on a girl. If I had the choice I would switch her with Jake. I bet she would have made a fine wolf. Hell, then Leah would shut up about being the only girl.

And to further my point about Jake, I couldn't help but feel a little bit sorry for him as he just stood there pouting like the little kid he is. Just look at him, his shoulders are slumped and he has his lower lip sticking out like a little bitch. Never mind, I take back what I said. I don't feel sorry for him…at all.

He is not going to get Lexi's attention looking like that. If they ever get together, I hope that Lexi knocks some sense into Jake's head. Psh. They are never going to get together…

…unless I do something about it.

"Paul," Lexi put her hand on one of her fine hips, "If you have something to say just say it!" She huffed.

Damn, she's hot when she's angry. If I wasn't imprinted…

"'Cus you can't just keep staring." I saw a slip in her confidence as she broke eye-contact and blood rushed to her cheeks.

I smirked as I advanced toward her, "You can't handle it, babe?"

"Cocky, are we?" She crossed her arms and pushed out her chest.

"You haven't seen nothin' yet, Hon." I smirked and ignored Jake's pathetic puppy growls.

"You're right." She smirked as she quirked one of her eyebrows, "I haven't."

I continued to advance on her and I wasn't surprised when she refused to budge even though we were nearly chest to chest. She glared up at me.

"Don't strain your neck, sweetheart," I smirked, referencing her height, "Here, you can come back to where you belong." I opened my arms pretending to get ready to pick her up.

I knew that Jake wasn't going to let that slide, so I wasn't surprised when Jake pushed me away from her.

"Get away from her, asshole!"

I laughed as he got all up in my space with his chest jutted out.

"I'm sorry, angel," nearly doubled over from laughter, I motioned to Jake, "This is why we can't just walk away."

"Paul!"

Jake lunged which resulted in me having to dive out of the way. Fighting would only make Jake's situation worse. I quickly got back on my feet when I realized that Jake was going to try to take me down again. I could only hope that he didn't act like a total pussy and actually manned up. Damn, what am I saying?

"He wants to wet his dick!" I shouted just before Jake got the upper hand and took me to the ground.

"Paul!" Jake shouted as he clocked me right in the mouth, "You're such an ass!"

Sam decided to be useful and dragged Jake off me. I looked up from the floor at Lexi's surprised expression glued on a struggling Jake.

"What d'you mean, Paul?" Lexi frowned down at me after she tore her eyes away from Jake. I pushed myself up so that I could sit upright.

"Shut up, Paul!" Jake fought Sam's tight grip, "Don't listen to him, Lexi," Jake pleaded as he continued to struggle.

"Oh, so you're saying that you don't want to hit that?" I pointed at the only fine ass woman in the room. Come on, Jake.

Jake's entire face darkened a couple shades as he stopped struggling against Sam, "W-well… I-I…"

"Wait, wait, wait…" Lexi's cheeks darkened as she tore her eyes from Jake, "What does it matter that Jake wants to…" her cheeks got impossibly darker, "…do that."

Oh, I'd bet my left nut that she's a virgin.

"Well, what do you think of him?" I asked her.

"What do you mean?" she asked as she crossed her arms defensively.

"Do you think he's hot?" I asked her seriously.

Lexi scoffed and rolled her eyes. She opened her mouth to immediately shoot down Jake, but then her eyes darted over towards him and she bit down on her lip. Her eyes drank in Jake's body which hung pathetically in Sam's grip as he waited for her answer. She was obviously uncomfortable as she chewed on her lower lip, "Sure." She replied as she shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, Jake here likes you…" I had to think over my words, this was not going as smoothly as I planned. Fuckin' Jake needed to man up right now.

"…And I can vouch that he'll treat you right."

I glanced over at Jake, who was pathetically looking hopefully at Lexi, while still being held up by Sam.

"What are you getting at, Paul?" Lexi looked down at her bare feet, still chewing on her lip.

"I think Jake should answer that." I glared at Jake. Man up, Jake. Man up! Just for once think with your dick and not your pathetic pea brain!

He cleared his throat as Sam let him go and he got to his feet. "Well, um," Jake nervously wrung his hands as he spoke, "I was hoping that I could take you out to dinner or something when all this is over."

This was one of those moments that you wanted to smack yourself in the forehead. Why did I think that Jake could do this?

"Oh," Lexi's lip was turning white from her biting it so hard, "Sure." She shrugged her shoulders as she continued to stare at the ground.

I was not expecting that.

Jake was smiling like he had just won the lottery.

I wanted to gag. I hope I wasn't this pathetic with Rachael. Which reminds me that Jake better get off my ass about imprinting on Rachael too, 'cus his complaining got old weeks ago.

Lexi glanced up at Jake through her eyelashes, her cheeks were flushed with her lip between her teeth, and she stood before him wearing fuck-hot lingerie.

Jake still looked as giddy as a kid after his mom told him they were going out to get ice-cream.

How could he not see that she wanted his dick?

Jacob Black is officially the biggest idiot on the planet.

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