'I understand you delude yourself and sleep with a different girl each night, in order to recover fast.'

Five months after the break-up

By now, I was the leader of a pack yet-to-be fully formed. Paul had already joined me, Quil was transitioning and the other members were yet to be known. The only thing that was certain was that my priorities had shifted. I could no longer preoccupy my time with thinking about being with Leah. It just wasn't going to happen.

But no one cared to hear my sorrows. I was a leader. A leader was strong, fearless, and focused. So I let Leah's relationship with me stay in my past. I was fine and content with doing this being that Emily and I had decided to build a relationship and a stable home for our child.

And she was beautiful, kind, and gentle. It wasn't too hard to open up and be comfortable around her. There was one topic that was taboo, and that was Leah. I couldn't ever mention her otherwise Emily's eyes would begin to water and she'd suddenly leave the room.

So I guess not ever really talking it out with Leah and having closure is what made it hard for me to get over her. It's also what made me try so hard to keep her as a fading memory…

And when someone wasn't always in your face all the time like they once were, it was easy to overlook them, even someone as profound as Leah.

I didn't think of her too too much until coming back from a meeting with the elders one day. I'd heard sounds that were distinct sexual noises and was ready to reveal and embarrass the two parties that were partaking.

I reached for the door of the empty community center, knowing that it was open and started to reprimand them.

"You know you really should-" My voice choked itself to a halt when I saw who it was. Jacob's uncle… Kelly Black's hands were wrapped around Leah Clearwater's neck, and her legs looked glued to his back. They were moving in one even rhythm. Together.

I knew what was going on and it made me sick. I couldn't even believe that she would … with him … The thought of another guy being with her so intimately made me go mad. I wanted to kill him.

"Close the door." Leah responded coldly as I immediately obeyed, slamming it ever so slightly. I could not believe what I had just seen. So she was with him now?

I was pissed. So pissed that I drank myself crazy that night, and evaded my responsibilities for about a week until Emily came to find me and bring me back to center. And the next time I saw Leah, again with Kelly I ignored it. It didn't bother me any less, it didn't hurt me any less but I let her think that.

I spent a couple of days thinking that until one day when Quil let his thoughts get the best of him. We were still working out the mind-reading in wolf-form thing so it got kind of tricky to have private thoughts. As the Alpha, I was the only one allowed such luxuries.

But Quil's mind was like an open book. And the first thing that crossed it that appealed to me was the question that he kept thinking over and over, 'I wonder if he knows that I slept with Leah.'

Unable to hold in my frustrations, I pounced onto Quil displaying my dominance until he whimpered like a little bitch. I howled out of pain and ran off.

But Kelly and Quil weren't the only ones who had been enticed by Leah. Her little black book was quickly becoming the size of an encyclopedia ranging from community members to local college guys and others just passing by.

It disgusted me to see that she was taking something so intimate and private and was passing out for everyone to sample. I wanted to say something to her. I wanted to tell her that she was so much better than that but …

I couldn't get sucked back in. Emily was more than halfway into her pregnancy and I had to focus on being a good father. LeahandSam just couldn't be anymore.

That was made more evident to me when I heard the thoughts of the pack when I wasn't around. What Kelly had done to her … I couldn't believe it.

The Leah I knew wouldn't just spread for anyone. That means something to her … or at least it used to.

It sickened me that they all now knew about the crescent-shaped birthmark on the inside of her inner thigh, and the multitude of beauty marks that ran ramped across her body. And to know that she had moaned with pleasure—

"She's not yours." I reminded myself as an image of her talking to Jacob passed me by. Was he her newest conquest?

'And I will let you cheapen sex if you'll stay in my past.'

(A/N: Check out more Leah-Sam drama with HATE U or see a little bit of Leah/Jacob with After the Hurricane. Review. Luv. -NL)