When the knock on the door interrupted us earlier this evening, I was ready to rip someone's head off. It had been days since Bella and I had played and I was anxious to feel her wrapped around my aching cock again. We had made plans that morning before I left for work, so when I got home, I was shocked to see that she'd forgotten. She had never forgotten before. In light of how the night turned out, leaving the cliffs bloody and broken with another pack mate forever deformed, I could only feel anger. More anger than I've felt in a long time. Anger at the vampire that created a small army to try distracting us. Anger at Bella being her target. Anger at the spirits for allowing such a vile creature to exist. Anger...So much fucking anger at myself!
I let my guard down, I let that leech get the better of me and of Leah and she was paying for it. She'd pay for it for the rest of your life. If patrols had been tighter, if we had been better, faster, stronger, none of this would have happened. I let my pack down by keeping soft.
"You didn't keep us soft, boss." Paul said through the mind link as we loped slowly toward the reservation. "You've had us training and fighting and patrolling since day one. Just because two leeches got the best of us for a second doesn't mean you lost."
"He's right," Jared agreed. "We torched all the rest of them before the red head even made a move on us."
"Talk about fast. That went better than I thought it would when I saw how many were here." Embry muttered.
"I agree." Leah whispered through our connected minds.
I stopped and turned towards her, searching her large round wolf eyes for the truth, but she averted my gaze and started walking again, just as slow as before.
"Don't let two little injuries get you down, Sam. We'll heal." Her words came out bitter yet soft. I could hear in her thoughts what she didn't say. She was scared of being scarred for life and I found myself wishing there was something I could do to help her. Perhaps Sue would know more. When Seth got Leah home to her mother, they would hopefully find a way to salvage some of the skin, so it wouldn't look so mangled.
The overwhelming emotion that filled me at my pack's support was breathtaking. It makes me proud to know that these people are my family. My brothers and sister.
"Thanks guys. That means a lot." Their unwavering support definitely helped to improve my mood.