Embry's point of view

"Hey Embry wake up." I heard a voice nudging me. I groaned putting a pillow over my head. The pillow suddenly disappeared and I saw Leah standing over me. It then suddenly hit me that she wasn't in my arms and I didn't like that. I pulled her into me and rolled over so she was on top of me.

"Where did you go?" I asked.

"On a run. I made some coffee and good thing I set it down before you tackled me into to you. Freaking animal." She snarled but it was playful. She seemed slightly different. Like she wasn't in pain anymore or haunted by bad memories.

"Wow someone's in a great mood." I smiled against her neck.

"Yeah I think I finally got Sam Uley out of my system. I'm done, and I did it for me. It's just annoying because everyone keeps asking me if I'm okay. And saying how proud they are. I get where they are coming from but it's really hard and annoying to let go if everyone keeps bringing it up. I want to start over and be me, for me. Anyways thanks for being here last night." Leah smiled.

"Anytime Leah. Where is this great coffee?" I teased. She just rolled her eyes and let me sit up. She was still straddling me as she handed me a cup. We drank in silence. There was a knock on the door.

"Shit." I exhaled almost spilling my coffee. Leah just rolled her eyes and got up answering the door. It was Sue, thank God. I realized I didn't have a shirt on and that she must have realized I slept with Leah once again.

"Hey just letting you both know breakfast should be ready soon. And Embry your clothes are drying but I brought a t-shirt and shorts for you to wear." Sue said placing them on the bed. Leah looked at my face which was full of horror and laughed.

"Relax Embry, I explained what happened last night. She knows nothing happened." Leah laughed.

"We just don't want Seth knowing anything. For your sake." Sue laughed also. They were so alike. Sue left and I looked at Leah slightly relaxing. I put down my coffee and she came over to me. Our lips met and she straddled me. My hands cupped her ass as we started making out and hers skimmed across my chest.

Our lips, teeth and tongues met fiercer as the kiss became more sexual. My hands moved up and down her legs and hers tugged my hair. I began kissing her neck and my hand went under her shirt. We both began to moan and pull each other closer. Reluctantly, we both pulled away breathing hard.

"Are you staying for breakfast?" Leah asked out of breath.

"Yeah but then I have to go home. I haven't been home in days and you know how my mom is." I sighed.

"You can tell her anytime." Leah suggested. And I just shrugged roughly. Truth was I didn't want to tell my mom the truth. She was never honest with me, so why should I be so honest with her? It would just cause issues instead of fixing them. Leah let the subject drop and let me change. Then we went downstairs.

Seth's eyes never left Leah unless to glare at me. I just smiled and stood out of the pup's way. I was fully aware of how protective he was of Leah and how I really didn't want to test him right now. Leah just shrugged at me as we got food.

Under the table Leah and I were holding hands but our faces were masked. There was no sign of our relationship. Although we both knew it was a matter of time before the secret would come out. A short matter of time before Jake or Seth kick my ass.

After breakfast I stood up to leave and Leah mouthed 'later' to me. I just nodded my head and thanked Sue for the delicious food. I made my way home and when I got there my mom was pissed.

"Where have you been?" She scorned. I flinched slightly. My mom wasn't a bad or evil women. She was actually amazing; she raised me all by herself. That means paying for school, dinner and clothes. Hell even the truck. Also she worked a lot to provide for me and also had time to play with me when I was little and take care of me when I was sick.

The problem was my dad. Or actually the mystery of my dad. Either it was Billy Black, Joshua Uley or Old Quil. The problem was all three were married at the time and I am friends with all their sons. I never asked any of them because I figured if they wanted to have anything to do with me then they would have just confessed. I wasn't looking for money and my mom never asked for child support money.

She lied saying her boyfriend ditched her long ago before I was born. I guess that's sort of true. The truth was she had an affair with a married man and she was the mistress. So I am the accidental result of an affair. The worst thing was when I phased everyone knew there were three possibilities for my dad.

I grew up with their sons; Jake, Sam and Quil. Even though Sam's dad left and I wasn't close friends with him; Jake and Quill were my best friends. We have been friends since we were all five. My mom let me hang out with them and never left a hint that one of their dads is also mine. Still we were now nineteen; best friends for fourteen years, pack mates for four. Not a word and honestly I don't really care anymore.

The only thing I cared about, well hated was lying to my mom. The pack and council said I could tell her anytime and that it was my choice. Two men that were possibly my father and on the council just threw that responsibility in my hands but didn't admit who was my dad.

I knew my mom made a mistake sleeping with a married man. I knew if she didn't I would have never been born. I was so thankful for everything she had done for me by myself that I didn't want to tell her the truth. If I told her the truth I would basically have to confront her for the mistake she made years ago.

I would have to call her out on sleeping with a married guy. I would be basically be calling her a slut and throwing everything she has done for me back in her face. What kind of son would that make me? This is why I can never tell her; this is why I would rather her yell at me every day and worry. I know it sounds messed up, but I can't do that to her.

"Embry Call! You better answer me right now!" She snapped.

"I was at Emily and Sam's wedding yesterday." I answered looking down.

"Then why didn't you come home last night? You need to let me know when you are coming home and when you aren't! I can't keep living like this!" She yelled. Part of me felt bad, the other frustrated.

"I'm not a fucking child!" I snapped accidently. I instantly regretted swearing at her.

"You are right! You aren't a fucking child! But you still live under my roof! I have let you get away with a lot of shit these past years! I didn't yell at you when your grades started slipping or when you snuck out occasionally! I figured it was because you didn't have a father in your life! But I was bullshitting myself! This isn't my fault! It's yours! I'm done letting you waste away your life! All you do is disappear in the middle of the night and do God knows what! Drugs, sex, violence all with that stupid gang!" She screamed at me. My body vibrated in anger.

"Fine I was at Leah's house! I stayed the night! She was heartbroken after her cousin married the guy she loved! Happy now! That's where I was, and now you know! And don't you dare comment on my friends! You have no idea what we have all been through!" I snarled towering over her.

"Leah Clearwater is pure trash! Just like the rest of the group! I'm not the only one who sees that! Everyone on the reservation knows what a whore she is and how she sleeps with all of you!" She spat looking right at me. That's when I snapped; it was like water behind a dam and I couldn't contain it anymore.

"You are such a hypocrite!" I thundered feeling closer and closer to phasing. My mom paused with her anger and gave me a confused face.

"What are you talking about?" She asked bewildered.

"You calling Leah a whore! Isn't that a bit hypocritical? Let's go back nineteen years when you fucked a married man! So who was it mom? It's the question that the whole reservation is asking? Josh Uley? Billy Black? Or was it Old Quil? You let me go on all these years possibly having a brother and dad; but you didn't say shit! You lied to me over and over? I let you too because you were my mom! I thought you would understand how it feels to be used like Leah! But I was so fucking wrong!" I roared, my chest heaving as I was so pissed and crazy that I couldn't stop my verbal outburst.

Several minutes we just stood there in silence just breathing hard. We just stared outraged at each other. I felt good like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders but it made me feel even worse. I just called her a whore, and I could see the hurt in her eyes.

"Get out." She muttered. I barley heard her and my heart stopped.

"What?" I asked. I was shaking like a little kid who got in trouble. My throat tightened and I had the worst gut feeling in my stomach.

"I said get out of my house now." She said with tears in her eyes.

"Look mom I am really sorry. I didn't mean to say any of that. I was just so angry." I apologized pathetically. I was bouncing up and down begging her.

"You made it clear who your family is. Now get the fuck out of my house now! I am ashamed that you are my son!" She spat, her eyes piercing mine and I felt sick. All she has done for me flashed before my eyes. I wanted to hug her and never let go like when I was a little boy. I felt tears cloud in my eyes but I knew nothing would change her mind. I just nodded. I just simply nodded.