Ch. 2

After some deliberation Sam decided that it would be best if I didn't go to school, since I was afraid of men. It's been about a week since I've been introduced to the Ulley's. avoid Sam as much as I can. I know I shouldn't, but I do. Emily has taken me shopping everyday this past week, buying cloths for me, and furniture and such for my room. I came down stairs from my room after putting up my new cloths. When I reached the bottom there was four huge guys in the living room, talking with Sam. As I tried to sneak my way into the kitchen. Sam looks at me.

"Elizabeth, come here, I want you to meet some people."

I nodded, hesitated a moment but went and sat next to Sam.

"Elizabeth, this is Jacob, Quil, Embry, and Paul. All of them hang out here allot and I want you to get to know them a bit ok?"

I got a smile from all of them. They seemed friendly enough, but I was still scared out-of-my-mind.

"Ok Sam. It was nice to meet all of you."

I stuttered shyly. I got up and wondered into the kitchen t get a drink. As I looked over my shoulder, I noticed how one of the guys, Paul, I think that's his name, had followed me.

"Can I help you?"

I tried to be brave, but this guy was huge. He dwarfed me.

"Why are you so scared of men?"

He was blunt.

"None, of your business."

I tried to shove pass him. He actually let me. I ran up the stairs and stayed there. I could hear arguing below me. Annoyed that it wasn't quiet I slipped downstairs. To see Sam yelling at Paul, who was yelling back. All the others were o the front porch waiting for the fight to stop.

"How could you imprint on her!"

"It's not my fault! I can't help it and you know it!"

I crawled to the back door completely aware that the two were still arguing. I was spotted by Emily.

"What are you doing Elizabeth?"

I sighed and looked at her.

"I was going to go for a walk, Sam's arguing is giving me a headache."

"Have fun, don't be out to late. Be home before dinner ok?"

"Of course."

Out the back I went. I found an old trail and followed it. For some reason my thoughts went to Paul. I sighed not knowing why my thoughts would linger on the man. I had been wondering for about an hour when I felt like I was being followed. I spun around, and didn't see anyone. Annoyed I kept walking, finally I reached a small clearing. With a sigh, I walked to the center and sat down. Waiting for whatever had been following me. Suddenly a tall, black figure walked out into the clearing. He was a tall man, African American with dread locks.

"Hello, child. What are you doing this far away from the wolves?"

I looked up and noticed that his eyes were blood red. He was a very intimidating man.

"Wolves?"

"Ah, they haven't told you. Oh well, looks like you will never known since I am going to kill you."

I stood up at the word kill. Afraid that I might die.

"Oh, don't be scared, I'll make it quick, you won't feel a thing."

I had backed my way into a tree. With the strange man blocking my way. He grinned at me showing sharp fangs.

"Don't even think about it Laurent."

We both looked up to see a tall man with blonde hair slicked back and golden eyes.

"But she smells so good."

"Do it and I'll kill you"

At this point I decided to make my move to get the hell out of there. I kicked Laurent between the legs and started to run for the trail I had been on. Right as I reached it these gigantic wolves were blocking my way. The bi black one nudged me over to the side, looked at a silver one and walked over to the two men staring each other down. The big silver one came over and sat right next to me. Somehow I knew I was safe, so I sat next to the silver wolf and looked up at it. It was just staring at me. With a sigh I leaned against it, waiting for the argument between the men and the wolves that surrounded them to finish. After, yet, another hour of everyone staring at each other, I decided to head home. As I got up and started to walk to the house, the wolf followed. As I made it out-of-the woods the wolf stopped and watched me enter the house, at which point I was glomped by Emily.

"Are you ok? God, Elizabeth Don't Do That to me! Sam said you were in danger and took off with the pack. I thought you had died, or worse! Thank God, Paul knew something was up!"

I looked down. Afraid that Emily might just hit me. As her voice got louder I started to shake as tears ran down my face.

"He, Elizabeth. You ok?"

I looked up at Paul who had just walked in to find me crying and getting yelled at by Emily. All of a sudden I was engulfed in a huge bear hug by Paul. And Emily finally quit yelling.

"I'm so sorry Elizabeth. I forgot. It's just that when Sam left thought you had died on us by the way he took off."

I only nodded. Finally Paul let me go and I ran upstairs to my room. Being embarrassed and scared, I threw my self on my bed. Trying not to remember what just happened. I don't know how long I laid there, but all of a sudden Sam walked into my room, sat on my bed, and started to lightly rub my back trying to comfort me. I flinched a little under his touch, to which he sighed. However he didn't stop.

"Dinners ready. Emily is really sorry for yelling, and Paul is worried sick."

"I guess I should go downstairs then, huh?"

Sam let out a chuckle.

"That would make everyone feel better."

I sat up.

"Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"Will you tell me what's going on tomorrow?"