Sometimes, I wish I never shown Jake my memories of living as a wolf for the first few months after I phased and ran away. He was trying his hardest not to think like a human. I bit my lip everytime, I phased and felt his searing agony, his heart was breaking and there was nothing we could do to help him.
My mom came up to me, one day after I finished running.
"I didn't know that Chief Swan's daughter was getting married." she states.
I gritted my teeth and tried not to let my own anger at that impending wedding or should it just be called a funeral. "That's nice for her."
"What's wrong?" She asked, noticing my tone.
"Nothing, I'm just worried about Jake." I lied.
We wolves knew that breach in the treaty was coming. We didn't know when but it was coming. The key point was that no vampire namely a Cullen could bite a human.
"I'm going to down to the beach." I state,
"Alyssa?" Mom asks
but I was already running.
Days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months, and Jake still wasn't coming back. Everytime, I crossed into Cullen land to visit my mom. I saw the fliers with Jake's picture plastered to telephone poles, up in the windows, in big bold letters were Have you seen this boy?
Of course, the others, myself and Bella knew no one had ever saw Jake as a human. Now a rather huge russet wolf maybe. He was somewhere in northern Canada, another set of my memories. I guess. I shown him everything about living as the wolf. Letting being human bleed out of you.
I had clothes stashed at my mom's house in Forks, I just had a strange feeling I would need them someday soon.
Seth was invited to the bloodsucker's wedding, I found that extremely uneasy. How that happy little punk could form a friendship with Edward Cullen.
Sometimes, I wished I had Seth's mindset. I wish I could see the Cullens as he does. He isn't worried about the coming breach as the rest of us were.
"You're not eating." Mom's voice broke through my thoughts.
I looked down at the plate of hamburgers, I mean a plate of five burgers and French fries to myself.
"Sorry, I was thinking." I apologize and dug into the burgers. I love my mom's mushroom burgers with swiss cheese.
My mom looked at me. "Is it Jake?"
I grinned, "He's trying not to think human, but I doubt he's coming back anytime soon."
"How..." Mom began but she understood when I tapped my head.
"He can't hide everything from us." I state. I finished dinner and stood up.
"Leaving?" Mom asks
I smile, "Yeah, I have to go run on four legs." then I stopped and hugged her for a minute. "I have a feeling, I'm not going to see you for a while. So just remember, I love you."
"I always have and always will love you, my wolf pup." Mom replies, then laughed softly as I playfully growled at her for using that nickname, I hated.
I left her modest house and started jogging in the rain, I came here this way, the moment I was on the highway going to La Push, I step it up. I started running faster then a normal human could move.
I made it to the treaty line, safety of the familiar forests of this part of Washington. I ducked into the forest and shrugged out of my shirt and jeans. Tying them to the leather cord on my leg, I phased.
Welcome back, nice time with your mom? Sam asks, his thoughts were hiding something, feeling of importance coloring them.
You never welcomed me back before, what's going on? I ask as I ran to where he and the others were patrolling.
I reached out and when I found out what caused Sam's shadings to his thoughts, excitement flooding my mind.
Jake was coming back, maybe not consciously but that didn't matter he was coming home.
There's something else too. Sam states cutting my joy at the fact that the whole pack will be together again physically.
Do tell, oh most wonderful brother of my soul? I ask as I coated it with as much sarcasm as I could.
I want the pack to watch out for the people of Forks at Bella Swan's wedding. Sam answers,
I pushed myself harder, spinning out as I raced into the old logging clearing, my teeth bared you're insane.
If I am, you are too sister. Sam states.
I snarled at him, as I began to trot away to go to my section of patrolling.
