Sam's POV

"Seth," Sam narrowed his eyes at the pup sitting on the floor. Embry had only been gone for two minutes before the boys had started fidgeting and making up stupid excuses as to why they suddenly had to leave. He could smell their excitement and nervousness. "

"Saaaammmm," Seth sang sweetly and leaned back on his arms.

"What do you two really have to do? And don't repeat "homework" because I know that's a bullshit lie."

Seth smiled at the Beta and locked eyes with him.

Sam leaned forward slightly. Who the hell did this pup think he was? Did he really think he'd win? Seth gulped and squirmed again, and after a few more seconds finally broke contact, earning him a sly grin from the Beta.

"Ugh fine," Seth pulled the phone out of his pocket. "We're going to find out who call Embry's been ignoring!" he explained cheerfully.

Sam rolled his eyes. Were these two really that impatient? They couldn't just wait and ask him later, knowing they'd find out eventually? Especially considering Jake was bound to ask, and Embry would tell him, as his best friend always did.

Quil leaned forward in his arms and watched his friend's movements like a puppy eyeing a steak. Sam watched them both with a look of disapproval as Seth called back the number and put it on speaker, not bothering to stop them. Embry would kick their ass later if Jacob didn't do it for him. Being best friends with the Alpha sure had its fucking privileges.

"Hello?" a young woman's voice came from the other line. Sam couldn't help but think that it was a rather beautiful voice. Normally when he heard recordings of his own, it was awful, but that kind of voice was the kind of voice that made a man want to get down on their knees. Like Emily.

Emily. Thinking of her made him sigh.

He couldn't wait for her to get home.

"Hello, this is Embry's phone," Seth drawled cheerfully. "My name is Seth, and I'm here with my good friend Quil. And we were just wondering; why it is that Embry's been ignoring your calls the past few days?"

"Seriously?" The girl asked sharply.

"Seriously," Seth said pointedly. Quil snickered at him.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Um, unfortunately not," Quil explained, scrunching his nose as he did. "But-"

"I'm sorry, who the hell is this again?"

The boys both repeated their names at the same time.

"So he's avoiding me huh? I've only called him twice since I got back last week. Jesus-fucking-christ; Pops was right! That boy really does think he can walk on water nowadays, doesn't he?" The girl paused for a moment, then sighed deeply. "I don't have time for this."

Sam laughed at the look on the boy's faces when the girl hung up. Seth tried to call the number back again, but it went straight to voicemail as if she'd blocked the call.

"Well," Sam chirped before leaving the room. "That went well for the two of you. I look forward to watching Embry beat your asses later."