Hate can be a hard word to describe, so hard in times, that people just prefer to ignore all concept of it. Some use the word in light, some won't use it at all. The truth? Hate is a powerful weapon, if you know how to use it. Paul... knew how to use it.
"Why is he curtailing the treaty line?" He paced, his paws dropping more dirt off the steep drop off into the frigid river below.
"He has been at it all week." Cole murmured, the younger wolf was less than apathetic to most anything, his bored monotone grating on Pauls last nerve.
"Keep a close watch on him pup!" With that he kicked off at full speed in the direction of Sam's.
"As if i have anything better to do." The younger wolf sighed out, clearly unaffected by Paul's tone.
"Sam!" Naked was not always the best way to go waltzing into your Alpha's house, most certainly not with his mate there, but as Beta to the pack Paul enjoyed more leniency than his fellow pack mates.
"Jesus Paul, Clothes!" Sam nearly spit out the chicken leg he was busy devouring.
"Why is that leech still alive?" Sam raised an eyebrow, waiting for Paul to answer his own question in his brash anger.
"I don't care if he is on the other side of the treaty!" ... Bingo Sherlock.
"He is here for her! He is waiting on her to come home!" He paced, his body shaking already as his thoughts ran wild.
"His intentions are unclear to us, considering he hasn't made contact." Sam said through another bite. He was well aware of every snippet of movement by the leech, but his hands were tied on the matter. No humans had come to harm, and not even a fingernail of Borthiers had crossed the treaty line, the moment it did, no amount of speed could keep the pack from tearing him apart, until then, he was calm, collected, in control.
"He wants his claim on her! She turns 18 in three days Sam! He is waiting!" Paul, was clearly less than controlled.
"He can't take her anywhere Paul, she hasn't chosen him." Wrong words, he knew it the moment they had slipped out. Paul stopped dead, his head snapping to stare at his alpha, worry laced in his eyes. Other then the kiss two years prior, Sky has continued to show no interest in her pack mates... in him.
"I should have kissed her back." He all but whined as he flopped down on the couch.
"My couch!" Sam had finished his chicken and was now making wild motions at Paul who was bare assed on his living room furniture.
"Do you think she will chose him?" Paul continued, oblivious to his alpha's wild motioning and disbelieving expression.
"First." Sam started "Ass..off my couch... NOW." Paul took a moment to look at the couch, then to his naked person, then back to the couch before vaulting up and dusting off imaginary lint. "Second... No you should not have made out with a SIXTEEN year old when she kissed you." This he said with a pointed look which only made his beta stare him down.
"Imprint." He said as if exclaiming Eureka! Sam gave him another pointed look.
"Not an excuse." Paul when to say something else but Sam held his hand up to silence him.
"THREE." He boomed, ending any argument remaining about two. "She is your imprint, what makes her happy, will make you happy." Paul crossed his arms and glared, Sam new he was in for it as Paul once more began pacing.
"So you aren't worried.. at all?" He snapped, giving Sam a pointed glare. "Yeah sure, it's ok. She may choose the family that abandoned her... married off like some medieval barbaric marriage to someone she got handed off too." Sam sighed, grabbed another chicken leg and sat down, ready to simply let Paul rant, no other option was available. "Father that abandoned her, Mother who might kill her, grandparents who have been A.W.O.L the WHOLE time!" More mad gesturing and Sam stood, simply to avoid being eye level with Pauls unmentionables any longer. "Married to some lunatic who thinks because he wants to EAT her more than any other leech, because she is like premium leech goodness!" Sam had to chuckle a little at that.
"It's not funny!" Sam held his hand up in surrender.
"Not the situation... but you my friend... epic." He laughed, Paul glared for a moment before chuckling s well. Sam handed him a throw blanket on the back of the couch before safely returning to his lazy boy. Paul sat down again, more calm then before.
"You just answered your own question." Sam tossed his long time friend a chicken thigh. "She won't choose someone she has barely ever known, from a family s never sees. We are her family. Well us and the Cullens." Paul conceded that point. " That leech knows he has to win her." Pauls head snapped back up, worried once more, Sam gestured for him to wait a moment. "He is waiting for her birthday as well, so..." Paul glared as Sam's sentence drug on unfinished. After he was sure he had pushed Paul far enough he continued. "You have years on him. Years spent next to her side, he friend, her pack, her confidant. He has been out of the picture until now. She will be old enough to pursue in three days, so... woe her, better than that leech could ever dream. Use the fact that she already cares for you. Make the move you were right on waiting when she was sixteen." another pointed look a Paul to silence any argument. "Now use that experience you idiot. Win her. Just because she is your imprint doesn't mean she doesn't have the right to have someone fight for her, and prove their love." Sam finished his speech with another bite into his chicken. "Now get your naked ass off my couch." He pointed to the backdoor. Paul laughed before taking off, but no before snatching Sam's chicken from him. "DICK!"
"Thanks!" Paul replied to the insult as he exploded into wolf form and headed for the boundary line. "She's mine you leech." He thought aloud, not caring what wolf may have heard on patrol.