A/N: SO, My beta might be slowing down here soon, but my chapters are getting longer too. I'm working on Chapter 4, and that will be up as soon as we can. :) I'm glad so many are liking the book, and I hope it just gets better.
Disclaimer: I dont own them, do I want to? Yes. But Do I ? No. Anything you dont recognize is mine though!
Chapter Three- Werewolves, Vampires, Now where are the Succubi?
Sam stood in front of the T.V. as the pack clambered into the living room, all trying to find a comfortable spot and room to rest in. Cassady sat next to Abby causing her to be squashed between herself and Paul. The other boys surrounded them, while Emily leaned on the sofa arm. Sam's eyes narrowed in rage at the two girls, who smiled innocently at him.
"How did you know?" He growled, pacing in an attempt to keep his anger from reigning free. Abby pointed at Cassady, while Cassady pointed around Abby at Emily, smiling at Emily's confused face.
"It's all her fault!" They yelled, as Sam rolled his eyes, disbelievingly.
"Cassady, how the hell is it Emily's Fault?" Cassady shrugged.
"I knew the old legends, and Emily would accidently let things slip. Like once she mentioned that you were 'out with the pack', and then another time she said you were out 'patrolling.' How can you be patrolling if you're a construction worker? Then another time, she screamed down the hall 'get your furry ass here', and totally forgot we were on the phone. There was also the time, You, Sam, came in screaming about those damn leeches on the Forks residence, and how you did not care that they were vegetarians, and that one day you were going to make them go burn in hell. Little things like that, and again, I know the legends. I know them better than Abby does, and it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what the hell you were talking about." Sam nodded slowly, some of the anger dissipating from his body.
"What was that weird stuff you and Abby were doing outside?" Paul growled at Cassady, passing Abby all together.
"American Sign Language!" Abby smiled, pointing at Cassady. "She taught me after she minored in it while in college. We wanted our own language that we could speak if we ever needed to. Especially around you guys; we felt as though if we needed to exchange secrets, we should make sure we could."
Once again, Sam nodded at both of them, stopping in front of the middle of the T.V. and looked at them. They smiled at him, giving him their best "I love you" Grin.
"I have to tell you both the basics of being a wolf spirit, due to Abby being an imprint, and Cassady finding out. First, we are easy to anger, and first to attack. Emily accidently got in the crossfire of that, and even though it pains me, I must deal with it for the rest of my life. I do not want any of my men to have to deal with it. Second, we can hear each other's thoughts while in wolf form. If you don't want us to know something, don't tell us in fear of everyone finding out when they change. Third, there are such things as vampires, or as we have a habit of calling them, Leeches. It is our job to kill them. There is a group of them that has a treaty, but they cannot cross rez lines. Don't test them. If you need to go to Forks, take someone with you. Buddy System, remember it from elementary school?" Abby snorted, while Cassady flicked him off.
"Four, there are more of us, actually, just two more, but still, that's not the point, there are more. I'm worried that there is a chance that Cassady might imprint on one of them. Until that is determined, I feel as though she should know about imprinting. If she doesn't, then there are no problems because Abby would have told her anyway. Not something we can really control between those two demon children over there. But, I will make this known. We cannot risk getting caught, killed, or any of that in any effect, so I'm requiring that both of you keep your damn mouth shut to anyone else." Cassady and Abby nodded, once smiling faces, absolutely serious in their gaining of information.
"Imprinting is the gathering of two souls, and bringing them together. There are some arguments of whether it's evolutionary, and it's just trying to keep the clan together, or whether it's actually a soul. I personally, think that it's both, but my whole idea is if you're already destined to be with that person, then the problem of keeping the babies flowing is of no problem." Abby nodded, wrapping her arms around herself, before leaning back.
"Imprinting can be a wonderful thing, if it is embraced on both sides. If one, or both of them, begin to fight the imprinting, then it can cause a range of problems, from extreme discomfort, to extreme pain, overwhelming sadness, and from legends , can even lead to suicide. We don't know if that's true or not, seeing as the few imprints we have, have not denied the imprinting. When embraced, it can lead to a bond, or connection that just can't be explained in human words", Emily stood up smiling, going to wrap her arms around Sam, eyes focused on him.
"Abby, what you and Paul decide to do is absolutely up to you, but he is a wonderful man, and I think you would be the most wonderful woman for him", Abby smiled, and put her hand on Paul's leg, only for it to be covered by his hand. Abby turned and looked at Paul, a slight smile gracing her lips.
"I think I'll give this imprinting thing a try, if he's willing to of course", She stated, smirking at him in a challenge like manner. A smile graced his lips to reveal the sharp pointed white teeth he had.
"I would love that." Abby gave him a hug, as cheers and loud "ews" were screamed at the two. Cassady smiled, crossing her arms over her chest. Yeah, things are good.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Not too long later~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Cassady and Abby drove down the street, confusion written on both their faces as they attempted to find Paul's house.
"Abby, I asked you if you were you sure that you knew which house was his! You said 'Of Course Cass, I know where it's at' and guess what, now we're lost." Abby glared at the road, attempting to ignore Cassady.
"Cassady, we've only been living here for two weeks. I mean, really, I need some time to get used to what's around here", Abby looked at the house with the doom and gloom look to it. "Maybe it's that one." Cassady looked at the house, and then looked at her.
"I know Paul is somewhat… emo, but I doubt that Paul would have a house like that. Didn't Emily say it was just a couple of blocks down from their house? How far are we from Emily's house?" Abby shrugged, not keeping track of where there were at in the first place.
"Dude, if I knew where we're at, and had an idea of how to get to Paul's house, we wouldn't be searching for it." Abby glared even more at the road, even though Cassady knew it was meant for her.
"How many times have you been to his house now, and you don't know where it is? You're a bad imprint." Abby rolled her eyes. Ever since Cassady had found out about this whole imprinting thing, she'd been tormenting Abby about what a good imprint was. HAH! Like she would know!
"Maybe we should call Sam…" Cassady said, as Abby turned into one of the more slum looking streets.
"No, because Sam will phase or some bull shit like that and tell Paul. Then the surprise factor will diminish. We will fail at our task." Cassady looked at her like she was crazy.
"OUR task? If I remember correctly, it wasn't an OUR task, it was a YOUR task, and then you demanded that I come. I said no, and you threatened to throw all of my Velveeta Shells and Cheese out. SO, in conclusion, it's a YOUR task, and a fuck me." Cassady threw her hands up dramatically as the sound of a wolves howl could be heard.
"Hey, drive towards the wolf sound, and maybe we'll find it", Cassady said, drawing out every word, dripping it with sarcasm. Abby smiled at her.
"Hey, that's a good idea." Abby flipped the car around in to a U-turn.
"That's illegal!" Cassady pointed out, smirking at Abby.
"Which part? Searching for a wolf, or doing a U-turn?" Cassady shrugged.
"Both I think", Cassady smirked as the sound of the wolf got louder, and louder.
"It's only illegal if you get caught. Does that sound like one of our own?" Abby asked, a sign of fear starting to flicker across her face, as she realized that it might be just a wolf, and not one of the boys.
"I don't know, here let me pull out my tape recorder of all the boys, and see if they sound alike." Cassady said, leaning to get her purse.
"Please, tell me you're joking." Abby asked, as Cassady pulled out a tape recorder.
"Nope." She pressed play as all the boys howls began to echo through the car, and Abby looked at Cassady with disbelief. She shivered when one particular howl was played, and a smile crossed Cassady's lips. When the tape stopped playing, Abby had stopped the car, parked it and had turned to her.
"I want to know how the hell you convinced them to do that", she stated, her face a picture of sheer amusement.
"I threatened to lock Emily out the kitchen and cook all their food, where they would have to then check it at all times. Paul and Sam were harder though. I threatened to hide the condoms from them. Sam was seriously distraught, though Paul started to shrug it off, and Sam Alpha'd him. It was awesome." Abby shook her head, and restarted the car.
"By the way, it doesn't sound like any of them." Abby shook her head before stopping and looking around.
"Maybe we should just go up to one of the houses", Abby stated, turning off the car, and jumping out. Cassady rolled her eyes, and got out the car.
The area was practically forest, with two houses in what seemed like the middle of it. One had a ramp on it, and seemed a little more banged up than the other, but both of them were homely, and welcoming. Abby briskly started walking towards the newer looking house, eyes narrowed, and her mouth set in grim determination. Cassady ran up to her, following her stride for stride.
When they reached the door, Abby went to go knock on the door, and it opened before she had the chance. A man answered the door, beer in hand, leaning on the door frame, frown etched on his face. Cassady's eyes were drawn to him. His lean hard body was revealed by the lack of shirt, and the shorts that barely hung on his hips, leaving no room for imagination. He was tall, though you couldn't tell from the way he was slouching over. His eyes were a caramel brown, though they were hidden behind the bags and red rings surrounding it.
"Is there something I can do for you?" He asked gruffly, looking only at Abby, though Cassady could not get her eyes off of him. Abby nodded, giving him a big smile.
"Yeah, can you tell me where Paul lives?" He nodded, pointing to the road we had just come off of. "Take a right, then a left, and then another right, and it'll be the 3rd house on the left." Abby nodded, writing down the directions.
"There anything else I can do for ya?" He asked gruffly, still looking at her, but not Cassady.
"Nope, thank you so much", Cassady stated, grabbing Abby by the arm, a smile gracing her face, even though she no longer felt comfortable with the abnormal attraction she had for him.
"You're welcome," he stated, finally looking at her, meeting her eyes in a brief moment.
Even in that one short moment, nothing else mattered to Cassady. He was everything she wanted, needed, and hoped for, even though she was positive that she had never wanted a rundown native guy, who looked like he was going to die any minute. That didn't matter though, and he was all she could see, although Abby was pulling her towards the car.
It wasn't until Abby shoved her in the door of the car that Cassady was able to break her gaze. Her heart was pounding, breathing erratic and she felt as though she was losing it altogether. She began to get dizzy, and her eyesight started to dim a little with the panic attack that she felt rising in the back of her mind.
"Cassady, are you ok?" Abby asked, looking worriedly over at her cousin.
"Yeah, I'll be fine", she stated, smiling at Abby in a reassuring smile, but she wasn't going to be, and she's going to have to talk to Sam. She just felt an imprint, and had no idea of who the man was, or how to get back to that house. Could it get any worse?
A/N: Dun Dun Dun, who imprinted on her? Why does he look like crap? How will she react when she finds out? How will the Pack? MWHAHAHAHAHA! Maybe i should draw the next chapter out in suspense? *evil grin*