He hated him. Which honestly wasn't saying much, he hated all vampires. But the pale Casanova across the weeping river, bred a new kind of all consuming
hate. With his half cocked arrogant smirk and devilish looks, to his well pressed and sophisticated demeanor. That and his infuriating claim to Sky, whom was
scheduled to return in the next few hours, albeit on foot, (failing yet again to win a race against Edward) so late evening was more likely. She was bringing
Sercian with her, the rambunctious 8 year old was becoming a bit of a princess. Although he couldn't blame her. With the constant doting of the snobby leech
that had taken to raising her. He was beyond grateful that Sky had not taken to the doting so much as playing rough games with Emmett and playing piano
with her feminist uncle Edward, Much to Rosalie's chagrin. He would love her anyway, she was perfect... But still... Far less annoying.
"Hey pup, are you listening?"
Gods he hated the leeches voice. He turned his head slightly, acknowledging Borthier in the most dismissive way possible to him.
"Have you mentioned to that mangy leader of yours that she is mine from here on out?"
Why did they agree to maintaining the territory line with the Cullens again? They weren't here...Why Was it that he had to honor a pact when said members of
the pact were not even in the same state anymore? He wanted nothing more than to leap across the thin line of a river separating them and tear that leech
asunder, but he settled for a low pitched menacing growl, egging the smelly bastard to take even the slightest step across the line, and see what it got him.
The coward just smirked though, re-situated his sued, high end, collared jacket once more before letting out a dreamy sigh.
"I think I'll take her to France first... hmmm yes, she does have a taste for the French language, very beautiful, I believe she said. Insisted I tell her stories in it, such a beautiful mind"
Paul grumbled... He would learn French then.
'Fat chance, you twist your own tongue in the English language'
Collins voice echoed in his head. Paul rumbled lowly, 'damn kid', he hadn't forgotten the boys attempt at asking Sky on a date. The fight that had ensued had
destroyed a small section of Forrest before Sam had to alpha his way in, Informing Collin that, whether or not Sky had a sexual interest in Paul, she was his
imprint, and Paul was very much intent on gaining her affections, and as such, Collin was to bow out. Which he did... With a constant inner monologue about
the fairness of the situation. Sky... Never knew.
He was content to reply with a sarcastic retort to his pack brother when he smelled it, bleachy sweet sickening leech. He turned to Borthier, gauging the other
vampires reaction. From the tensing of his stone skin, he knew all was not well. Paul sent out an alert. A very unwelcome guest was in the area. Collin howled
in return, the beacon was sent. A series of howls over powered the forest. Paul huffed loudly,catching Borthiers attention, his deep eyes piercing the vampires.
'Do you know who it is?'
Borthier shrugged, attempting to appear unaffected by this unannounced presence, but Paul knew better.
"You keep your end, follow Sky's path home on your side, I've got this side." Borthier nearly growled, disappearing in a blur of motion before Paul could mentally
retort that he didn't need the leeches' help.
'Paul! Coming up on the North east side!' Bradys' voice rang out clear
With a sniff to the wind he was off. The trees became a water color of blurs as he passed them, the smell getting stronger as he traveled until he pin pointed
\the pastey form of a cloaked figure in the trees. His paws dug in as he redirected, the dirt and mud spraying the forest line as he came to a halt on the
boundary. He locked eyes with a some what familiar face, the red glint in the malicious stare was unmistakable.
'Jane' He growled, she flicked dirt from under her finger nails in response.
"Shut it mutt." She smirked, she knew he couldn't pass over to her, snide little wench.
"So I hear the Cullens have decided on once more, introducing a human to their coven."
Paul made no move in reply, too busy informing the pack that the crafty leech was here. He knew she never traveled alone. 'The coward', her
brother and the big bulking Neanderthal leech were bound to be lingering in the darkness, perhaps looking for a weakness in the barriers.
"So... I would hope you could enlighten me?" She sounded so falsely sweet.
He knew she wanted nothing more than for him to refuse her, ignore her, leave her 'no choice' but to use her power to throw him into a fit of pain, but she also
knew that if she attacked him, she left the pack no choice but to breech the territory line and rip her to shreds. Without her little body guards, she would only
be able to inflict her pain on so many before they over whelmed her. So she bid her time.
"I would hate to have to discuss it with the quarter blood, waste of vampire blood, sister she has." She smirked when he responded with a guttural growl.
"Oh pup, you didn't think we wouldn't know about her did you? Volturri know everything."
Yes, but he also knew the Volturri was intent on keeping peace with the wolves. When Sam's pack hit nearly thirty well trained wolves, the Volturri deemed
them a threat not to be trifled with. They knew about imprinting, they knew it would mean war if Sky was in any way harmed by them. So in response to her
goading, he huffed in a bored manner. Letting her know that she was undeserving of his attention. This got a rise from her.
"You know... We don't have to attack her personally to hurt her... I wonder how she would feel if we had no choice... But to dispatch that human sister
of hers... All because no one wanted to answer just a few innocent questions about a little, innocent, problem."
He turned his head, glaring fiercely at her then. Sky would be devastated, moved to the point of revenge. Something that the wolves nor Volurri could afford...
All out war.
'Sam.' He mumbled in his mind
'Take care of the leech. Can't turn human until Sky is home.' Far too protective and angry at the moment to even think of phasing back. So Sam would have to
do. He arrived within moments, shifting behind a tree to throw on some shorts.
"I see the Volturri have sent their little rats to forage for pack information." Sam made a show of dusting the lingering dirt from his palms.
"Well, that wasn't very nice." Jane looked wounded for a moment before her wicked grin fell back into place.
"She isn't tribe, or imprint as I am aware, so she is in the grey area for those privy to delicate information." She cooed like to a child, a pittying look on her
young face. Paul growled. She didn't know for sure where Sercian laid in the treaty between Volturri and shifters, the Volturri didn't know either. They were
testing the lines, what better way to try o gain an upper hand without out right violating the treaty.
"She is the blood of an imprint, claimed by the Cullens, unofficial treaty keeper between the two, so protected by both." Sam finished in a tone signaling finality.
'Nice move' Quill piped in.
Paul had to admit. Sam nailed it. Unofficial treaty keeper would put Sercian under Cullen, and Quilltete protection. The Volturri were all about treaties and
contracts.
"Then she will have to be given to the Volturri. To ensure... She is worthy." Jane countered
. "Pack doesn't travel" Sam didn't hesitate to answer.
"She is in Alaska, that doesn't count as traveling?"
Paul growled, but Sam held up a hand to silence him.
"With the Cullens, she hasn't traveled from on treaty keeper to the other. She is still within territories."
Jane smirked. "Vampires clear territorial disputes with Volturri."
"But not Pack disputes, which is what this falls under, if you want to settle it tooth for tooth, we are always happy to oblige." Jane scoured. Sam had drawn the
line. It would mean war to intercede where Sercian was concerned.
"We will see." She smirked.
Paul had an uneasy feeling in his stomach at the glint in her eyes.
"See what?" That amazing scent, that alluring titled voice. 'Sky'. He couldn't decide if he was overjoyed, or terrified. He didn't want the conniving leech
anywhere near her. He growled lowly, causing Jane to smirk as Sky emerged from the tree line.
"Just treaty matters." Jane played innocent.
"I am well adept at hearing silly little thing." Sky quipped back.
"For quite a few miles if put to the test." Janes scowled could have withered the pines from the trees.
"you should respect your elders." she nearly hissed. Apparently not happy with being talked down to by such a young advisory.
"Respect is earned, not given, but I digress. Such a saying is lost on an individual who cannot grasp, nor earn respect. I see being a fly on the wall has led you
sniffing at left overs again." Sky sighed out, her eyes searching until the found his.
He gave a wolfish grin as he noted the spinning depths. Immunity to Jane and her creepy pain inducing glare was something the leech would be more than
angry about.
"I can give you something to respect. Or should I say, I would, If you weren't hiding behind your puppy protectors." Jane goaded, smirking with satisfaction
when Sky's eyes hardened.
"Hmmm. Tactful as ever I see. The stories they told about the "Cowardly Jane" seem to be rather accurate." It was bitten out, a little heat behind the words,
but Paul was proud. There was his angry little spit fire.
"Care to call an amnesty and test that theory?" Jane all but purred.
Paul growled. 'No!' Sky would not be fighting the ugly leech, not without him interfering.
"What are the stakes?" Sky calmly retorted, almost in a bored manner.
His heart stopped in his chest for a moment, he whined slightly, shooting his gaze to Sam who seemed just as shocked. Sky looked at
her surrogate father with a raised brow.
"You don't seriously think I could spend this much time around Jasper not to know how to subdue a rabid animal?"
Sam's face hardened, prepared to deny her, but a look from Sky stopped him.
"I am not your pack Sam. Some issues need to be taken care of, before they fester." She directed the fester part at Jane, with a little extra emphasis. "I am a
pack imprint, Paul's none the less, I would think I would have the right to prove I am a part of his pack?"
Paul was over joyed by the words, but terrified of what they meant.
"I walk on bother territories Jane, no diplomacy to save you if you accept." The leech only smirked back.
"So be it." Sky whispered as she stepped passed Paul, passed the territory lines, passed childhood. Paul wanted to
cry out, to scream. Only a howl pieced the clouded sky.