Well just my luck, I was wrong about this transformations being done. The last wolf to join us was Quil,
It seems now that we have the Original Pack's sons now. Where does that leave me? Who was I related to get this?
Leah could trace her family back, but me? I couldn't I just know I'm a half-breed like Embry. What's worse Quil was ecstatic about being a wolf. I guess if I were friends with them before they phased, I would be down in the dumps about them keeping secrets from me.
Finally Jacob came back, I stared at Jacob from acrossed the table, "You went to Forks High to do what? Let the bronze haired leech know he was a jackass?" I clapped, "Nice going. But still that was a stupid thing to do. I thought the Treaty said we can't cross either line."
"Like I care when Bella is in danger." Jacob retorts, "I wanted to see if she was still human." he mumbled the last part, but he clearly forgotten my hearing was as good as his was.
Apparently my lecture about him having a crush on Bella didn't take to well. But she counted him as a best friend. I shrugged "Not my problem, if the leech wants to hand over your head on a platter."
I stood up, thinking that if those Jake's rivalry with the leech ever got anywhere, and Jake lost the fight, I would take out the leech that did it.
"Where are you going?" Jacob asks
"Calling my mom" I answer, "or am I not allowed to make simple phone call?"
I left his house and jogged to mine, I opened the door and went to the phone, dialing the number. I never used to much since coming here.
"Hello?" my mother's voice answers
"Hi mom."
"Alyssa!" Mother exclaims, "How are you?"
"Good, just calling to see if you could send some one my stuff here, just to make my house feel like home?" I ask
"Of course," mother answers
"How's dad?" I ask
"He's good." mother answers
"Let me guess he's standing there wanting to know who you're talking too?" I question, with a sigh. Mother took my transformation well but my father didn't like it, lets say I wasn't welcome in his house when he was there.
"Correct, I'll send you what you need. Maybe I'll come and see you?" mother asks
"Now's not a good time for visits, I'm hardly ever home." I reply, I didn't want my mother as a vampire's next meal or end up being on the wrong end of my claws if I got angry.
"Alright, just call once and awhile." Mother replies, her tone was saddened. But I couldn't allow her to be here.
"I love you, mom." I state,
"Me too, always will." Mother replies before she hung up.
I put the phone back in the cradle, I leaned my head against the wall. I realized since I first phased, that I completely changed. I wasn't like myself. I was strong, tough, and quick witted when I needed to be. I thought about my high school days. I was the poplar valley girl, on the cheerleading squad and the pep squad, I played volleyball when I wasn't cheering. But now I seemed to be a different person and I liked the change.
I wondered if my mom noted the change when I was talking to her. I shrugged and went to sleep.
I went down to first beach to gather seashells to make a frame for my mom, few weeks after Quil had joined us. We were concerned about the happenings in Seattle, but we didn't know if it was a vampire or some serial killer. While I was at First Beach, I saw plenty of people but nothing happened. So I was safe, and how I hated it.
"Alyssa!" Embry's voice called out
I turned and waved
Embry jogged up to me, "We have a problem."
I tilted my head listening for Sam's summoning howl, he normally used when most of us weren't on patrol.
"Not that." Embry hissed at me. "you need to get to Emily's"
I placed the bag on my shoulder containing the shells, and we headed to Emily's.
What I saw when I got there was Quil on the front porch playing peek-a-boo with a toddler.
"What's so wrong with playing with a kid?" I ask
"He's going to be like that for a while." Embry answers, "That's Claire, Emily's niece."
"You don't mean..." I trailed off
"Yep" Embry answers making the 'p' pop.
I went inside and noticed the surprised and slightly worried looks on the others' faces.
"So what do you think?" Sam asks, nodding toward the porch.
"I think I'm jealous." I answer, "And I think that's going to take a while."
"What do you mean by that?" Emily asks,
"Hello, You got a babysitter that will enjoy watching her. He's not going to love her as Sam does with you." I respond, "Now if you will excuse me, I think I will go running to avoid my problems."