A/N: I have gone over 1500 hits! You guys are awesome! Glad everyone is enjoying the story thus far and I love writing for you guys. So with that…..here is chapter 21. Enjoy.

*History*

Jacob's POV

I was a lost man.

It was like I was a walking zombie. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep and I remained in my wolf form for the majority of my day.

I missed the hell out of Naomi.

I wanted to go to her house, knock on her door, and sweep her up into my arms and never let her go.

But my pride was in the way. I couldn't lie and say that I wasn't still hurt about her lying to me and not trusting me, but I just wanted to hold her.

After that night I went straight to Sam and the elders, telling them that we possibly had another pack on our lands. I couldn't tell them anymore than that though because Naomi never really told me what tribe she was from.

That was the reason we were all here now, gathered in me and my dad's living room. My entire pack, the elders and Sam. I stood by the kitchen door, leaning against the doorframe. I really wasn't in the mood for any of this, but I had to play my part. No matter how much my ass wanted to be somewhere else.

"So as of late we have been informed that there could possibly be another pack on our land". My dad spoke up, indicating that the meeting had started. He now had everyone's attention.

"Old Quil and myself have found out more about their history". Dad spoke quietly and slowly, looking at each of us. Old Quil cleared his throat then, turning the attention towards him.

"These people are Apache Indians, which means "fighting men". "Their culture is well known for their impeccable skills in warfare strategy and exhaustible endurance, which makes them extremely good fighters". "Apache is derived from a Zuni word which means "enemy".

That last bit of information caused us all too visibly tense up. What does this mean for us?

"So what are they"? "Are they a threat"? I asked, my throat tightening at the thought that I had to possibly get rid of Naomi and her family. I hoped, prayed that it wouldn't need to get to that point.

My dad looked at me and slightly shook his head.

"From what I have seen, they are not". "But we don't know much about them, so we can't just assume".

Jared spoke then, his mouth full with once was a slice of pizza.

"So what are they exactly, because so far that's been left out".

My dad looked over at him and gave a deep sigh.

"They are like you all son, they take on the body and spirit of the wolf just as you. It runs through their bloodline just as it does through ours". "Their tribe had always told tales of warriors and protectors, the wolf was always the main character in those stories".

Jared choked and Paul gave him a hard hit on the back clearing his airways.

"Are you shitting me"? He wheezed. "They can shift"?

Dad gave him a subtle nod and Old Quil laughed.

"Nice choice of words son". "We are not the only tribe that has the blood of the wolf running strong through our blood; we have always known there could be others, but to co-exists within different tribes is something we couldn't have foreseen, this will be interesting, no doubt about that".

Jared continued shaking his head at Old Quil, as if his brain was having trouble processing the information. Couldn't say I blamed him though. I couldn't wrap my head around this shit yet either.

Sam leaned back in his chair, one hand rubbing his chin.

"So what do we do now"? Do we treat them as a threat"? "Or do we allow them a chance to explain what they are and where they come from"?

Dad and Old Quil exchanged a glance before my dad spoke.

"We will give them a chance; they haven't done anything thus far to raise any alarms, it would be best to keep everything civil for now".

I snorted and all eyes turned towards me. I didn't know what else there needed to be said, but I wanted this meeting to be over with.

"We will meet with them tomorrow night". I stated simply. "Myself, Leah, Sam and the elders will meet here around the same time; I will meet up with everyone else after to update them on the meeting".

Dad and Old Quil gave a nod of agreement and just like that our meeting was over. I couldn't be more ecstatic. All I wanted was to be left alone. I watched everyone leave before I tried to make my escape. But my dad stopped me.

"Jacob, wait".

I sighed. I wasn't in any mood to talk. But I would never ignore my dad.

"Yeah"?

My dad took his time answering me back and I knew he was waiting for the others to get out of ear shot before he started his conversation.

"Have you talked to her yet"?

I wanted to curse out loud, but I held my tongue. Not only did I not want to have a conversation with anyone at all, the last person I wanted to have said conversation about was Naomi.

"No dad I haven't, and I really don't know when I will".

Dad wheeled about the kitchen, doing his best trying to straighten up. I really didn't know why he bothered. I would always come back in from wherever I wandered off to and do it myself. He seemed to be thinking that same thing and stopped, turning to face me fully.

"Jake you need to stop being so stubborn, I'm tired of covering for you". "I like the girl and think you guys need to talk".

I groaned and leaned my head against the doorframe.

Naomi had been calling me for the last few days but I just wasn't ready to talk to her. It made my heart swell that she still even wanted anything to do with me after the way I treated her, and maybe that's what scared me.

I wanted to talk to her, I really did, but I just didn't know what to say. Yes, I Jacob Ephraim Black had no fucking clue about what to say to the girl I had fallen in love with. So instead of making myself look like a dick, I didn't say a word. This in turn made me act like a jackass towards her, which wasn't my intention at all.

I looked at my dad with what I was certain was a pained expression.

"I don't know what to do, she doesn't trust me dad that much is for certain". "How can you build something with a person who doesn't trust you"?

My dad wheeled his chair closer to me and gave me a pat on my arm.

"She has always wanted to tell you Jake, but she was afraid that would react just how you have".

Something in my brain clicked and I looked at my dad sharply. How the hell did he know this?

"What do you mean she always wanted to tell me"? "Did you know about this"?

Dad moved away then, sighing heavily as he made his way back towards our kitchen table.

"I knew her father very well when he was Chief of their tribe, he came to me a long time ago when their kids started phasing because he knew that we had experience with this. We got along well and thought it would be a good idea that we introduce our younger protectors with each other, those who could relate to each other".

Dad paused, looking directly at me then.

"But that didn't fair too well, both of our tribes are way too opinionated and stubborn, it eventually got so bad that we had to keep everyone apart". "Over time, each of our tribes grew to find their own beliefs and traditions about how best to handle our wolves and what power came with it, we began to disagree, which steamed many confrontations. "We had to separate or risk being exposed".

My dad stopped then and it was taking everything in me not to explode. Did everyone like to keep me in the fucking dark?

"If you knew, all this time what she was, why didn't you tell me"?

Dad shook his head.

"It was her decision to make Jacob".

I frowned and finally turned away from my Dad. I couldn't take this right now. I was going to explode.

"We will meet here Friday night at 8".

And that was the last thing I said before I threw open our kitchen door, stripping of my clothing and leaving them on our lawn. I phased before I had even reached the forest.

Friday came too fucking fast. Any other time before, when I lived for my weekends, the other days seemed to drag on.

But not now.

It was like life was throwing me a big middle finger. I was dreading this. I hadn't seen Naomi in about a week and tonight would be the very first time we would be in such close vicinity with each other.

I couldn't even tell you how I was going to act.

I was already hurting from being away from her for so long, but I didn't want to make a fool of myself either. So tonight I would be in strictly Alpha role.

My dad, Old Quil, Sam and Leah were already here, talking amongst themselves quietly, eating some of the food Emily had prepared for our meeting. I sat on my bed in my room, my head in my hands.

I could do this…..i could do this

I willed my brain to believe this but my body was shaking with something else entirely.

Anticipation. Nerves. Need. Lust.

I knew it was getting close to eight o'clock, the start of our meeting because somehow I could feel her getting closer, could just make out her scent, the intoxicating vanilla and coconut fragrance I grew to love

Then I heard the kitchen door open and close and the room downstairs became silent. I could definitely sense that everyone was sizing up the other. Then my dad voice broke me from my moment.

"Jacob, can you come down here please"?

I stood to my feet and briefly glanced at my reflection in the mirror. Some of my hair had come loose from the ponytail I constantly kept it in but I didn't bother with it. I didn't want it to seem like I was trying too much, especially since for the last couple of days I hadn't given a shit nor cared to give a shit about how I looked.

Well…here goes nothing.

I marched out my room and noisily made my way downstairs to our small kitchen, where everyone was stationed. I stepped through the archway and almost immediately I had to practice a great amount of effort to control myself.

There she stood. And as soon as I made myself visible, her eyes locked with mine, almost as if I was the only person she wanted to look for.

God. She was beautiful.

Naomi wore a cute little dark blue dress that complemented her dark skin perfectly and flowed almost elegantly around her knees. The sleeves were loose and the top hung off of one of her shoulders. I wanted to taste the skin there. Her legs were toned and smooth and my fingers twitched with the need to run my hand up and caress the lovely appendage.

Her hair was in its sexy wavy state and she had it have pulled back from her face. She wore tiny gold hoop earrings and an intensively detailed bracelet on her left wrist. I wanted all these people to leave right now at this very moment so I could have this sexy, irresistible goddess all to myself. I made up my mind right then and there, that I didn't give a damn that she hadn't told me what she was, it didn't matter now. All that matter to me, at that very moment, was that I had her back in my arms, all to myself.

When my eyes finally (and I mean after another minute or so of me undressing her with my eyes) met hers, she had a pink blush on her dark cheeks and she was biting her bottom lip. I inwardly groaned and told the feral wolf inside me to calm the fuck down. We had business to take care of first, but after that it was going to be all she wrote.

I cleared my throat and forced my brain to focus.

"Let's get started".

This was going to be a long night. I hoped I had enough self-control to last through it all.

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