My Protector
The trigger that started the phasing of some shift, was the return of the Cullen Clan to our area. They were something we haven't seen in a while, and so when we had a few shape shifters, me being the first one in my generation.
We hadn't seen a shift in so long, and since I was the first to shift, I was alone, scared and confused. If it hadn't had been for Old Quil being trained to see the signs, I wouldn't be able to calm down and shift back.
"You were the first one of us to imprint Sam." Jared and Paul had shifted after I did, and we were a 3 wolf pack, but we were watching for others.
Jacob Black, Billy's son, was the next one that I figured would shift and I was going to keep a keen eye on him. It wouldn't be too long until he shifted and joined the pack, and I wanted to be ready when he did.
It was a painful process to shift and turn into a giant wolf and the days before and after weren't any better. They were almost worse, especially if you couldn't calm down after phasing; then you were stuck until you were calm.
"I know." I stood on the edge of Natalie's tree-line, with my arms folded and my eyes on the forest behind her house and to the side.
There was an unfamiliar vampire that had crossed in between our land and the Cullen land, and that is what had caused Paul and Jared to shift. Since we had caught the burning stench of the leech, we have trying to find him since, but it seems that as soon as we get close enough to find him, he disappears.
"You shouldn't stand so close to the edge. She might see you." I knew that Natalie wouldn't see me. She was upstairs showering and getting changed after her run, and her bathroom window had faced the opposite side of where we were standing.
"We'll run the borders for the last time tonight." I spoke in my alpha voice leaving no room for argument, not that Jared would argue, neither would Paul.
The hatred for the cold ones ran so deep in our veins, went so far back in our family lines that none of us would dare argue or risk not going on patrol. Even the thought and spoken word vampire made our blood boil.
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Today was the first day off I had, and I was excited to relax and do everything I needed to. That started with coffee from the local shop, then I would walk down main street and drop off my dry cleaning and while it was being cleaned, I would do some mild shopping. That was the first half of my day planned out, and then once my dry cleaning was done, I would shove that in my car, then do all of my grocery shopping. Some wouldn't call it relaxing, but to me, it was.
After working all week taking care of kids, which I loved, doing chores and puttering around town was something I liked and enjoyed. It was good to keep busy and I had a long list of things that I would do to keep busy.
"Coffee for Nat Jones?" I smiled and stepped up to the edge of the counter and wrapped my hands around the warm cup, feeling the cold start to leave my fingers and hands.
Today was much chillier than the last few days had been, the sun was out earlier but it was now hiding behind a sea of darkening clouds. It would probably storm later on, so I had to make sure that I would be back in my house by then.
"Natalie!" I heard my name behind me, and when I turned around, I saw Sam smiling at me, right near the door. I was shocked to see him here, I wasn't expecting to see him and I had no contact with him since the grocery store.
"Hi Sam." I flushed and thanked the woman who gave me my coffee and stepped away from the counter. My intentions were just to wave and walk past Sam, but as soon as I had made my over over to him, he reached out and grabbed my arm.
"Wait for me? I'll be a few minutes." I looked outside at the darkening sky, and then at my phone which had my list on it, and then back at Sam.
I really was debating whether to wait, or whether I should go. I knew that I had all day to do most of the things on my list, but I didn't want to be caught in or under the incoming storm.
"Sure. I can wait." I smiled briefly and took a sip of my coffee, mentally telling myself to calm down and think before I spoke.
"So where are you from?" Sam stepped up and line and I stepped up to meet him, swallowing my coffee slowly, and then I looked over him.
"I was born and raised in a small farming community in Alberta Canada. It was a great place, it was small but I loved it. It was nice being able to walk everywhere and be able to know everyone's name." I smiled, thinking back about my home life and the past that had made me the way I am.
"Why did you move all the way down here?" I felt Sam's eyes on my face, and when I turned my face to meet his gaze, I felt as if everything had just stopped. It was like we were sharing our own personal moment.
"I wanted a change from the same thing. Hot, short summers that were all the same. Barbecue over at this person's house and a spring wedding between two people that have known each other all their lives. Winter and fall all kind of mashed together, hay rides in the fall for the kids and then a party after for adults. Early winter that lasted too long..." My voice trailed off and I felt a prick of tears at the back of my eyes.
I was homesick even though I knew what I was getting into. Moving to a new country where everything was different and I didn't know anyone. I knew the risks and I still moved anyway.
"You must be homesick." I hadn't even remembered that I was still with Sam until his voice had drug me back to the present, instead of my thoughts.
When I had looked over at him, he had his coffee in his hand and a smile on his face. Somehow I had missed the whole part of him ordering coffee and me waiting there with him while he got it.
"I guess I am. I just got here so I'm still getting used to everything here, but I've lived there my whole life. For as long as I can remember everything has always been the same." There was a tone of nostalgia in my voice and I almost longed for the weather, the smell of the air and the people that were there.
"After you." I stepped out of the door and was met by my hair whipping me in the face. I groaned and quickly tried to get my hair out of my face, ignoring the chuckle of Sam.
"Shut up. It's not funny." I murmured under my breath and kept walking, leaving Sam behind to stand there like a fool.
"It was funny." I rolled my eyes and tried to walk faster than Sam, but with his long legs, he kept up and walked faster than me.
"Why are you following me?" I stopped and looked up at Sam, craning my neck, and narrowed my eyes trying to be serious.
"I'm not following you. I'm keeping you company while you walk." His eyes met mine and I saw emotions flash across them, some that stopped me in my tracks and some that sent shocks through my body and set a warm feeling in my stomach.
"You have some hair in your face." I pulled back before Sam could move it and kept walking, feeling a bit of awkwardness come between us.
I'm not sure who's fault it was but if it didn't go away soon, I would need an escape plan.
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