NATHAN'S POV
"Hey! Nathan, man, welcome back," Brandon said, clapping me on the shoulder.
"Hey, Brandon. How are you?"
"I'm good," he answered, "Is Samantha alright?"
"Yeah, it's been a few hours since she woke up and everything seems okay," I said, not sure how to explain what was really going on. He continued walking with me into the forest, even though I had already told him I would take patrol.
"Glad to hear," Brandon said, "So listen, while you were gone, we got a little um… surprise.
I sighed. What could possibly be wrong now.
"Surprises?" I asked suspiciously.
"You might want to come with me," Brandon said, walking in a different direction.
"I have to patrol."
He turned back to look at me, "I've got that taken care of."
I followed him until we reached a small house towards the edge of the forest. It was small and white and seemed harmless enough.
"Brandon, what the hell is going on?" I asked, catching up to him.
He gave me a look, his hand on the doorknob, "See for yourself."
He turned the knob and the door swung open. Four humans and a wolf were revealed, all sitting in a living room. The wolf was sleeping in a corner.
"What the…" I trailed off, staring at all of them in shock. I didn't recognize anyone, but they were all abnormally tall and muscular enough to be shape shifters. "Are they all…"
"Wolves? Yes," Brandon answered my unfinished question.
"Holy… five?" I asked in disbelief.
"Six," Brandon corrected, "Noah is on patrol."
"When did they phase?" I asked, immediately going into alpha mode.
"All within two days after you left," he answered.
"And what about er… that one?" I asked, pointing to the sleeping wolf I the corner.
"We couldn't get him to phase back," Brandon shrugged.
"Oh," was all I could say.
"So… pack meeting?" Brandon asked after a couple of seconds where I just stared at the new pack members feeling completely overwhelmed. I nodded slowly.
"Guys!" Brandon shouted over their talking. Nobody paid him any attention.
"GUYS!" Brandon yelled again, even louder. They quieted down and looked over at us.
"Um, hi," Brandon coughed, "This is Nathan. Our alpha."
"Hi," I said.
"Hey," they all said.
"So… I guess why don't you start by telling me your names and ages and I guess we'll take it from there."
The wolf in the corner looked up at me and barked in annoyance.
"Oh yeah, actually first let's help… him," I said.
"His name's Phyllis," One guy shouted. The wolf barked in annoyance and shook his head. This was going to be a long day.
*One Week Later*
"Alright, just take a deep breath," I said again for what felt like the millionth time. The wolf, whose name I learned was Kyle, took a deep breath. Nothing happened. He rolled his eyes.
"Hey, I don't like this either. But we can't have you living as a wolf for the rest of your life, so you're just going to have to cooperate," I said, annoyed. I'd been trying to get this damn kid to phase back for the past week but he just kept getting pissed off.
I hadn't spent much time with him over the past week. I've been trying to tame the rest of the pack. Brandon did a great job at keeping them calm and together, but he didn't teach them anything about staying cool in public. He did his best to explain the legends, but this one kid, Noah, was under the impression that each wolf got three imprints and they had to sacrifice one and Jackson kept waiting to grow wings and start flying (for the record I have no idea where he came up with that expectation because Brandon swears up and down he never mentioned the power of flight to any of them).
Kyle, Noah, Jackson, Grayson, Vaughn, and Gavin were the new members of the pack. And I thought I had a full plate with Brandon and Chase. I was actually very thankful for them, because I don't know how I would have gotten through this past week without them.
There were three knocks on the door and I jumped up, relieved for an excuse to get away from Kyle. Sitting there telling him to breath calmly was proving to be a very boring task. I hadn't been able to leave Brandon's house the whole day. I felt worse for Kyle who'd barely left the house all week accept to do one patrol. The word cabin fever may have come to mind a few times.
"Sam!" I said when I opened the door.
"Hello, Nathan," Sam smiled tightly. I could tell from his face something was wrong. Maybe it was the three children hanging off of him.
"Hey guys," I said to his kids, who all smiled toothily at me.
"Doggy!" one of them cheered, jumping out of Sam's arms and running straight for Kyle, who gave me a horrified look. I snorted and rolled my eyes. Maybe kids would calm him down.
"Are you alright with that?" I asked Sam, gesturing towards his two sons scratching the giant wolf's ears.
"Yeah yeah," he shrugged, "Emily told me to get them out of the house because she needed some peace with Lily. How's it going with Kyle?"
"It's not going anywhere," I said, rolling my eyes.
"Maybe I can help with that," Sam mused, "But that's not why I'm here."
"Are you here because of Samantha? She just started crying and she told me she needed Brady and I didn't know what else to do," I explained.
He nodded in understanding, "But do you know what happened after you left?"
I shook my head.
"She moved out."
I froze, not expecting what he'd just said. "What?"
"To Seth's house. He called me to tell me so I wouldn't 'freak out because I let her escape again' as he put it," Sam said, rolling his eyes. I could already tell he and Seth weren't fond of each other.
"Wow," I said, scratching the back of my head. To tell the truth, I really wanted to follow my sister. I just needed to be with her so I could protect her. But I also realized moving out would cause some tension with Sam that I didn't need.
"Yeah, I'm not so happy about that either," Sam said, "But maybe we can- crap."
"What?" I asked, turning around to see what he was looking at over my shoulder in horror. My eyes widened at the scene in front of me.
"Kyle!" I yelled. He was just standing there, in his human form, butt naked. I wanted to sigh in relief and punch him in the face at the same time. I mean, there were children running around him and all his… parts… were hanging out.
But Kyle wasn't looking at me. No he was staring at Hannah in absolute awe. The little girl was oblivious to the guy in front of her. She was too busy hitting her older brother with a Barbie doll who was holding a teddy bear above her head.
"Dude!" I yelled at Kyle, tossing a pillow at him from the couch. He caught it just before it hit him in the face and looked down, quickly realizing that he was in fact human and naked. He quickly put the pillow in an… appropriate spot, but didn't move.
"Give me my bear!" Hannah squealed, trying to reach it. Samuel held it high over her head.
"Nope! You have to be this tall to get it," he said smugly even though he was only three inches taller than her.
"Not fair!" she cried, whacking him with her Barbie again. He didn't even flinch.
"Hey! Not cool dude," Kyle said, ripping the bear out of Samuel's hand. He bent down slowly and handed it to Hannah, who gave him a teary smile.
"Thanks," she said shyly. Taking the bear and running behind Sam's legs. Kyle tried to peer around Sam to keep her in his sight. Sam pushed her further behind him, eyeing Kyle angrily.
"Dude, why are you naked?" Samuel asked.
"I'm not naked, I have a pillow," Kyle said awkwardly, throwing me a helpless glance. I sighed and nodded my head towards the kitchen where I knew Brandon had left an extra pair of shorts for anyone who needed them. Kyle inched towards the kitchen, the pillow still covering up everything that should be covered up.
"I thought we were safe when the last one phased. I didn't think…" he trailed off, shaking his head in annoyance.
"So what are you going to do?"
"A background check on that kid," Sam answered, "And an interrogation."
I shrugged, "Fair enough."
"Daddy, Samuel tried to steal my bear," Hannah pouted.
"Samuel," Sam sighed.
"She's lying!" Samuel yelled.
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Enough!" Sam yelled, cutting them off. Tyler started tripped over his own three year old feet and started crying. Hannah and Samuel started arguing again.
"Jesus," Sam sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, "How soon do you think Kyle can start babysitting?"
"Right now sir!" Kyle exclaimed, running out of the kitchen, now fully pantsed.
50th chapter! Can you say WOW!? Thanks to everyone who's stuck with me so far! Here's to another 50 chapters right? We'll see;)
I know this chapter was basically a filler but I felt that Nathan's pack life deserved a chapter because they've been out of the picture for a little while and I'm sure you were all very curious.
Extra reviews for the big 50?:)
