Chapter 13: Ah shit.
"What?" Sam said in disbelief. Not that he didn't hear them with all the supernatural shit; he was just shocked like the rest of us. He quickly collected himself and stood up straight.
"They wanted to catch you off guard, but they knew I would catch it." Alice said smugly. Jake rolled his eyes, still on the vampire's side.
"But, it looks like you're more prepared for it than we thought." Bella said eyeing me. Her voice sent shivers up my spine, like when a cold hand touches your bare arm or something. I growled a bit at her, showing my daggers for teeth. Her huby jumped in front of her and the devil spawn they created out of pure sadistic behavior.
Watch it, Danny. Leah warned me. If anything, I probably listened to Leah the most. Why? I guess I never really had an older sister, plus, she actually understood me. I just think all she-wolves are bitter bitches. Leah snorted and went back to the leeches' conversation.
So, the most powerful vampires in the world are coming to kill us; but don't worry, I can protect everyone from their powers. I mocked the Cullen's words. Why are the damn vampires so sure of themselves?!
You should see their faces when they realize how big our pack is! They sure as hell don't think they're the shit then. Embry laughed.
"When are they coming?" Sam asked.
"In eight days, three hours, and thirty two minutes from now." Wow, accurate, Alice, very accurate.
I yawned, becoming tired of this conversation. Vampires are boring! All they ever do is live forever and kill people. How fun. It's cool though, I got a piece of killing the killers. Wait, so we kill people who kill people to show them killing people is wrong. Who are we; the military?
"We will side with you in your hour of need like you came to our aid." Carlisle said. My brothers' minds were filled with smug thoughts about them being the reason the Volturi stopped to reconsider in the first place. God, their heads are so big, (and I'm a hypocrite.)
"Thank you for the warning. Now, can you please exit our land?" Sam said, not really asking a question. They nodded and scampered off, leaving their faithful lapdog behind. Jake smiled sheepishly at us, his hands shoved in his jean pockets.
"Jacob, do you understand what kind of danger you put the tribe in?" Sam said, obviously pissed.
"The people you know, our families, all could have been killed because of your little stunt!" Sam yelled. Memories of when Jake left the pack taking the Clearwater's' with them filled our minds. Huh, I didn't know about that. Ya learn something new every day!
"Yes, but without it, we would all be dead in eight days, three hours, and-" he checked his phone, "thirty minutes from now." Sam still looked pissed, and he had the pack to back him up. I laid down and put my head on my paws, showing I was not interested in sides. A few of my brothers did the same: Quil, Embry, and the Clearwater's.
I sighed and watched as the brothers battled it out. They argued heatedly about the subject. The conversation went back and forth and back and forth, leaving each other in the hot seat while the other wanted a reply. The tribe's safety over its protectors' safety. I got bored until russet fur exploded from Jake, followed by black fur on Sam. We stood up anxiously, letting a whine slip out of our teeth every now and then.
The two snarled at each other, lunged, and disappeared into the forest. We stood frozen for a moment, not really sure of what just happened. Did Sam just lose his temper?! I was the first to snap out of my haze and rush to the distanced snarling. Quil and Embry followed in my hot pursuit, and soon the whole pack was traveling through the broken trail in the forest they had made, with me at the head rank.
My first instinct was to get Jake off the alpha, but then I began to question what I was doing. Paul acted quickly, taking Jake down while Sam was still snapping at him. It was like a multiple choice test: the process of elimination. I rammed into Sam's side, removing his teeth from Jake. He landed on top of me. I struggled to squirm out from under him. He got up and made a move for Jake, who Paul was now fighting.
Damn it! I thought. Quil came to my aid while Embry, Seth, and Jared tried to calm Jake and Paul. The other simply stood shocked, except Leah, who was laughing her ass off. It must have been a sight to see: werewolves trying to restrain each other.
A few of the younger ones finally snapped out of it and divided themselves to restrain the three, now extremely pissed wolves. OUR THREE BEST FIGHTERS! DID IT HAVE TO BE OUR THREE BEST FIGHTERS?!?!?!?
HEY! I yelled in their heads, no one responded to it and kept struggling. I left the other three restraining Sam, sat down in the middle of the fighting, and threw my head back in a howl. Everyone froze.
Enough! Turning against each other isn't going to solve anything. I scolded.
Nice. Jared praised me taking charge.
I feel the power! I laughed. Sam finally got control back over us, with a grumbling Jacob and Paul at his side. I sighed and flopped down on my side. Stopping my brothers' fight takes a lot out of ya.
Can I go home now? My shift ended about an hour ago. I said. Sam nodded and told the rest to get back to their whatever.
I quickly got to the dark house, morphed, put clothes on, and climbed up to my room as silently as possible.
Upon entering my room from the balcony doors, my phone rang.
"Hello?" I asked into the receiver. I didn't get a reply.
"Maw-maw, do you have any idea what time it is here?" I hissed into the phone.
"Hello, Danny. Out running I see?"
"What the hell do you want?" I growled into the phone. Damn it I hate this guy! "We are coming to get you, tell your family good-bye." I'm pretty sure my heart stopped beating. The phone slipped through my hands and onto the thick carpet as Dakota's words beat through my head, followed by the dead end on the other line.
Ah shit.
GOSH! She's got a foul mouth, but that's okay, her favorite food is chicken!
You know what? I'm not gonna tell you to review, nope. Why? Cuz no one ever does! Losers!
