I decided to put three chapters out, just to get the story out there so 'scanners' do just go "Wut's this?" and leave. ^^ Here's chapter 3~!
DICLOSURE: I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT!!! (If we did, it'd always be from Jacob's point of view.)
2. VAMPIRES ARE A PART OF LIFE
Honestly, it's a wonder that he's lasted so long.
My Alpha, the great powerful Jacob Black, decided about two year ago that he couldn't stand being away from his imprinted soul mate. It wasn't a difficult decision, considering all werewolves are supposed to imprint someday and are expect to suffer from withdrawal, but it wasn't easy getting the a-ok from the elders. And trust me; they weren't ready to give Jacob leave just yet. He wasn't in trouble for the first time he ran away or the second, or for breaking off with me and Leah and starting our own pack. He was in trouble for siding with the vampires.
So what did Jacob do when he wasn't allowed to live with Renesme?
He ran away again.
This time he ran into the forest near the Cullen house. When he showed up on their porch with nothing but a backpack of clothing in his canines, Rosaline had a fit. She didn't want him within a one hundred mile radius of the house now that the Volturi scare had ended, but did Bella listen? No, she let her best friend and future son-in-law move right in. Every time I visit them he's either out playing with Renesme or waiting for the slightly psychotic blond to jump him.
But that's how it is when you imprint on somebody. You will put up with hell and vampires to be by their side.
That doesn't mean your friends can't make fun of you when they want to. I walked in on him yesterday asleep on the porch with a sharpie marker drawing of a spider on his face. He was getting screams and yells every time somebody noticed it. I have to admit, Rosaline is very talented when it comes to pranks. Then again, so are Jacob and I.
It was funny and you know it!
Jacob growls at me while I reminisce of his spider day. We haven't phased back to human although we're at the reservoir. We've decided to meet with Leah and head down to Billy Black's house together. After all, our mom will be there with Charlie, Bella's dad. The ocean waves wash up against my furry feet, the cold water barely chilling my toes. Thank the heat of a werewolf for that.
Hello boys…and Seth.
A silver wolf steps out into my view from the tide. My big sister, Leah Clearwater, stands there calmly. For once her lips aren't pulled up over her teeth. Recently our relationship has gone from sibling squabbles to near enemies. I guess I deserve it, since I agreed to be the ring-bearer at Sam and Emily's wedding. He asked me second, considering Jacob was his first bet and he ran off. Leah, Sam's ex, now loathes my existence.
Well Leah, you look not furious, Jacob bark-laughs. I focus on the waves.
Leah sits on the sand next to me. I have my reasons, Jacob. I have my reasons. Jacob's huge eyes narrow as he looks closely at my sister. I still don't want to be a part of this conversation, but my link with the pack drags me in anyway. Why did the waves have to be so quiet today?
Then something in both me and Jacob clicks. My head turns so suddenly it feels like I just pulled something. But I have more important issues now.
No!!
Well, well Leah. I guess it's about time.
NO! N-O!!
Thank you, Jacob. Shut up Seth.
How in hell did this happen?! I howl loud and clear. Something about my sister finding her true love before me makes my blood boil, and I'm sure Leah knows that. I mean, I was a wolf before she was! Why has she imprinted before me? Leah hears me, of course, and pulls her lips over her canines…a smug grin. Jacob looks among the two of us Clearwaters, black eyes watching my snarling face. He lowers his shoulders and moves close to me.
Jake? What are you doing? My howling and snarling stops once the Alpha is looming overhead. It's intimidating, but what's worse is I can't do anything.
He sighs, which sound more like a whimper, I'm stopping a fight before one begins. Seth, calm down. Leah, don't show off. She growls at him, but her smile fades. Now Seth, I know this makes you the only one in the pack who hasn't imprinted yet, but that's no big deal. It's not going to change how we see you. Leah nods in agreement. You know it's not like you're disappointing anyone.
But that's not true. I'm disappointing myself. I'm killing myself over not finding someone. It's strange, since I've never really cared about love before, but recently something feels off. Like my whole soul mate-tracking radar is busted. Like the girl I was going to find has vanished of the face of the earth. It's a feeling I've had before, but for some reason it's much stronger today.
I wonder…if my sister messed up the chain by being a she-wolf, maybe I'll be just as off and be a wolf that can't imprint.
That would suck a whole lot.
Leah and Jacob are fully aware of my inner conflict. Leah sighs, nosing me gently. I half expect her to bite me, but she doesn't. She just smiles. Not her "Ha-ha, I imprinted and you didn't" smile, just a sisterly smile.
Cheer up Seth. You'll find Mrs. Right.
And if I don't, you owe me a showing on "The Bachelor".
Very funny Seth… So Leah, who's the lucky guy?
My tail wags slightly at the opportunity. Don't you mean 'unlucky'? Leah snarls at me. Oh, I'm so scared.
GUYS…
Sorry Jacob, Leah sits up nice and straight, showing off her silver fur. Stupid sister got the cool color, but I blend into and beach with a blink. Jacob hits my with his paw.
I got it, I got it.
Jacob rolls his eyes. If you don't want to be here Seth, you can leave.
My eyes widen slightly at Jacob's words. I guess he knows I'm in no position to want to hear my sister dream about her new crush. As soon as he says that, I bolt like a cat from a bath. I don't need to worry about hurting Leah's feelings. She understands. That's one good side of being linked in the head. We can read each other perfectly, so nobody mistakes anything. The trees rustle as I fly past them, the wind plus my speed making them move like regular grass. It's a completely normal run on the beach's edge for Flash the werewolf. Then the trees ahead of me rustle.
That's not normal.
