Hey guys, Im really sorry for not updating for so long. I had 2 recitals and 2 auditions and a debutante ball to prepare for and I'm finally getting a small respite from the insanity. I know how frustrating it is when you are waiting for someone to update, ive been known to throw my own tantrums in the past over the very indecency I have been perpetrating. So again, Im sorry. Ill be better.

Oh and I totally don't own anything

Chapter 6

The shock wore off quickly, as I soon realized there was a massive beast attempting to pin me to the ground. But his paws just kept slipping off me as though I were covered in oil. His muzzle tightened into a snarl, his canines flashing white. He kept pawing my chest, like a hormonal teenage boy, but infinitely more threatening.

He soon gave up pinning me, however, and started trying to tear into me with his teeth. Again, they just slipped off of me. Despite the horror of this massive wolf, I couldn't help but smirk.

"How's it going up there doggy?" I asked while trying to contain my satisfaction of being proven right.

He growled in response, but I could see the defeat and awe in his eyes as he moved off of me. He continued to stare at me though, and I must say that even though I knew he couldn't hurt me, his feral eyes were still eerily scary. He shook his mane of hair on his head and turned to the rest of the "pack"; all of whom were staring at me in utter disbelief.

Then Jared started clapping. Paul looked over at him with annoyance.

"Dude, seriously? That was our alpha there she just whooped." Paul shot at Jared.

"Relax man, I was just giving her props where she deserved them."

I smiled at him and he gave me a hand to stand up. I looked back over at the wolf-that-was-Sam, only to find him back in human form… and completely naked.

"Ummm, is this normal? Do you usually spend time naked in front of women you hardly know?" I asked him. I couldn't even pretend to be disgusted, he was beautiful. In fact, now that I think about it, they all were.

My thoughts were interrupted as the naked –and delicious – Sam pointed towards some scraps of material on the ground. His clothing apparently. At that moment, a young woman stepped out of the house carrying a pair of sweats. She was shocking to look at, half of her face being quite pretty, but the other half had been mutilated by something, leaving huge scars the side of her face.

She glanced at me and, seeing my awkward expression, smiled warmly at me and gestured to Sam. "It certainly does take some getting used to." She said laughing. "So whose imprint is this?" She asked.

Sam's face turned from a warm smile to a grimace, "She is nobody's imprint Emily."

Her face fell as well, "Oh, well I just assumed… I thought you said you never told anyone about the wolf thing unless they were an imprint?"

"She is a bit of a special circumstance, Emily." At this he took the pants from her and quickly put them on and then wrapped his arms around her. I had a feeling this imprint thing was important, but it wasn't apparently anything concerning me so I just kept silent.

After a bit of whispering between the two of them and something that suspiciously sounded like Emily saying "So should I feed her too?" Sam turned back to me and indicated with a gesture for me to follow him inside his house. After a slight hesitation, I followed inside from the porch we had spilled onto.

I joined all of the wolf boys at the oversized table and Emily brought out some school cafeteria-sized portions of macaroni and cheese and broccoli. The guys all looked at her and Jake voiced what they were all thinking.

"Really Em? Broccoli?"

"Well, I figured that I've been giving you nothing but carbs so my conscious made me do it."

They all looked at each other like they were about to object but Sam made a little cough sound and they immediately shut their mouths and grabbed platefuls of the steamed greens.

Here I had thought that finding about the existence of werewolves had been the weirdest thing that could happen today. Apparently I was so very wrong.

I burst out laughing. And I'm not talking about a small chuckle: I mean full on hysterical laughter. And I couldn't stop. The wolf boys looked nervously towards Sam and at first I thought he was going to burst into a furball again, but then he started laughing too. Once the guys saw his reaction, they all started laughing too until even Emily, who had at first looked confused, joined in. When I finally could catch my breath and calm down, I was getting looks of approval all around the table. Guess I was the wolves' new pet.