BLUE MOON.

chapter two.

August 30th, 2015.

morning.

COLLIN, La Push Pack

Must... go... faster! I was pushing myself to my limits, stretching my stride as far as it would go, avoiding obstacles in the forest like nobody's business. Shit, shit, shiiiiiiit! I leaped over a fallen tree, costing me precious seconds. Brady was cackling away.

SUCKAH! My race! MINE! THIS IS ALL MINE! WHOOHOOO! He was so close to the finish, too close!

Dammit, dammit, dammit! I howled in frustration at the same time that Brady howled in triumph, skidding to a halt at one of the cliffs, barely avoiding falling over the edge.

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! Multiply all those HA!'s by a gazillion, and you've got about a trillionth of how much Brady was laughing right now. Fuck, he was annoying.

Three point forty five seconds too late, I came careening out of the forest, seeing red as I charged at Brady, who abruptly quit laughing.

Col? Hehehe, it was just a race, c'mon, man!

Collin, don't push him off of the cliff. Jacob's voice was stern, disapproving, but it was far from a command. Irritation gnawed at me and I wasn't sure if I should listen solely because he was Alpha or if I should take advantage of it not being a command. I was feeling reckless.

Make me, Mr. Boss. I thought rudely, lashing my tail out at the air as I stalked toward a not-so-confident-now-huh-punk Brady. Seeing as you're Alpha 'n' all. Damn, this was hard to get used to. I liked Sam, he'd been pretty cool so long as he wasn't obsessing over Emily (which was incredibly rare, but beside the point) or angsting away over Leah. I knew way, way too much about his past love life. All of us who'd been in Sam's pack were pretty much in love with his kids, too, thanks to this wonderful telepathy between us all. I felt like they were my kids. Dammit. Even though they were the reason we had the other guy as our Alpha now.

Collin, yeah, starting every sentence with the other person's name made you so powerful, quit being difficult.

Yeah, Kid. Leah chimed in. She'd been thrilled to find a new punching bag when the packs joined together again, had been thrilled to find it in me. Don't act like you're special, Kid, God. I couldn't care less about –

Leah. Jacob snapped, still loathe to issue unwarranted orders, so he never did.

– you or your adoration for Sam –

You're one to talk, harpy. I used Jacob's word for her, forcefully dredging up Sam's memories of her in the past, then comparing them to how he now idolized Emily. It had the desired effect: hurt. That was quickly replaced with red-hot anger, though.

Ohh! I'm going to KILL YOU you little ungrateful brat bitch asshole punk of a kid! Like a silver bullet, she was already racing my way.

Looks like my time on this earth is limited, Dear Friend. I said to Brady with an inner smirk, tuning out Leah's hatred.

Can I have your Playstation 4?

No.

Please?

No.

Please?

Sure.

AWESOME!

I think I'm gonna jump.

Cool.

Might as well quit before she can fire me, right?

Sure.

Hmm. I regarded the edge of the cliff for a moment, looking down at the rolling waves that crashed against the rocks down below.

I backed up a bit, as to have a good running start. Brady dutifully got out of my way.

It's been nice knowing ya.

Wish I could say the same, he replied in a sing-song mind-voice.

You're gonna regret that!

Wha? Oh, SHIT!

In a flash, I was the faster one this time and both of us were airborne.

Peace out, Leah, Mr. Boss. I called out in my mind, phasing right before we hit the water, straightening my back and bracing for impact.

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