The white picket fence rattles when I slam it behind me. In the corner of my eye I see a tire swing, swaying in the light breeze reminding me of my stupid past. Sam used to push me on that swing. My feet bouncing off the side of the old oak. Barging up the path, I kick a stone. It skims off, hitting the car. Graet; another car i need to fix. Stepping up the stone steps I grab the key from the top of the porch light and shove it in to the slot. Slamming the door I scream. Stupid Sam. Stupid Emily. Stupid Imprinting. Stupid Werewolves. Stupid Vampires. Stupid Cullen's. Stupid Edward; And stupid Bella Swan!
"AHH!"
"Lee-Lee?" a tired voice calls out, filled with worry.
"What?" I spit, turning around; I always hated that name. Dad was the only one who was allowed to call me that.
"What's wrong?" my mother asks.
My face softens. She had been on my side since the beginning. Never questioning my motives; never calling me out when I acted the Alfa female bitch. Always there in the background. Watching.
"Nothing Ma," I say. "Just a rough night." My vision is blurred. I blink away the tears. Once they fall they evaporate off my hot skin.
"Want a cup of tea?" I smile and nod. The best thing about my mother is that she knows exactly what I need just by looking at me. So much for being a closed off pain in the ass.
She flicks on the kettle's switch and I sit down. I watch her work; pulling up an old wool blanket around me. The blanket is always there; just waiting for one of the boys to come over after a late night shift. They're a good bunch my boys.
Placing down a mug of a tea I snap out of my thoughts and look at my mum.
"Want to talk about it?"
I shake my head, taking a sip. "Sam is just throwing his toys out of the sandpit again." I explain.
Mum nods sympathetically. "Ok." She stands up and kisses my forehead walking away. "Not too late kay?"
"Not too late."I agree.
After I'd calmed down I went back to the forest and continued my patrol. Thankfully the guys had left by then. I was still peeved with Sam; but what could I do? Jake wasn't going to man up and take control, so that was that. I loved that boy to bit's; but that was what he was. A boy; I just needed to give him time. It had been a week since the incident and just like Jacob ordered, on one spoke of the 'squirrel' incident, or the drunken incident.
Grandma wasn't getting anymore better; in fact, she was destined to pop off in a few weeks. So that meant Seth and I had to apply for leave. Emily doesn't need to apply to leave.
"No." Sam said.
"What?" I screeched.
"I said no."
"But why can't Leah come Sam?" Seth demanded. "I know! I'll stay and Leah can go. I don't know Grandma that well anyway."
Sam gritted his teeth. "Seth; you, I can afford to let go but it's a whole other issue with your sister." This doesn't make sense. "We're still hunting down that bloodsucker!"
"Oh come on Sam." I shout. "We haven't seen her in weeks. What's the chance she comes when we're away? Hmm? Besides, you have seven other wolves to take care of it. Back in 1936 you would have only had three. What does two newbie's do to your collection?"
"I do not want you to go to the Makah rez." Sam Stated.
"Come on Sam," Jarred swayed "It's just Leah, what are they going to do? Imprint on her?"
I flinched. They better hope not.
Sam didn't answer.
"Oh come on Sam." Jarred laughed. "Leah wouldn't do that to us."
I snap my head around. "Are you suggesting that I'm un-printable?"
Embry steps in to help out Jarred. "No Leah. You're really hot and so imprintable." This earned him a growl from Sam.
I sigh. "We're getting off topic here." I turn back to my Alfa. "Sam; the bottom line is that I need to see my Grandmother. She's dyeing Sam and I would really appreciate if you would let me go just this once." I look into his eyes searching for some sign for compassion. But not finding any.
"NO."
None at all.