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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Wolfy Ways

Flying through the already open door, Sam entered the garage. After a few seconds of blank awe finally the others followed. Watching through the kitchen window I could see a group forming around the open door. Glancing around I realized that I was the last one still sitting at the table. Just me and six plates of eggs. Jumping to my feet I ran to the growing commotion, just in time to see Sam standing with balled fists holding a dead on stare. A roar erupted from his mouth.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING LEAH?!". Two jolted heads turned to the outburst. One with a quizzical stare and the other with a smirk.

"I'm feeding him breakfast". Everyone's eyes dropped to the plate in her lap. Sure enough it was half loaded with the yellow eggs we'd all been feasting on. Leah dropped the fork in her hand. A growl passed her teeth. "What's it to you?!" A wide smile started to spread across Mike's face. Sam took an angered step forward, forcing the plate from Leah's lap. Tossing it into the wall he answered.

"You know that the door is to be closed at all times!" A nasty glare formed across his face. "And who told you to feed it?!" Leah twisted from her chair, making a statement to stand as close as possible to Sam without touching him.

"It has a name!" Both stood without movement. Just pure hatred. No. Maybe hatred wasn't the word. I did know that Sam loved Leah. Just not in the way he loved Emily. And it was a fact to all that Leah loved Sam. This just wasn't their normal tangle of emotion. I didn't know what to make of it? Just then I noticed Mike peer across the room. How he saw me past all the giant tan gods, I didn't know. A smirk snaked across his face.

"Hey Bella!" Defensively pulling me to his side, Jacob let a sneer mock his face. Quietly I answered, which was more than he deserved.

"Hello Mike". Hearing my voice he quickly lessened his grin. The sight of Jacob claiming his territory was apparently too much for him. Leah flipped her hair with a jerk and eyed me. All "friendliness" she had given me earlier was absent in her glare. Some how I had managed to cross her by a simple hello. With a quick second thought she turned her glare onto Sam. A hiss broke through her teeth.

"Why are you still here?!" Struck by surprise Sam recoiled a step back. Arching a brow slightly he un-balled his fists and pushed his way out the door. Everyone of us let our eyes follow him as he stomped across the grass and retreated back into the house. In union our gazes went back to Leah. A questioning look glued to each of our faces. Since when had Sam fallen to Leah's bitchiness? Caught up in the moment, I didn't even realized when Jacob had pulled me out of the garage. Each of us piled back into the house, Seth lingering slightly behind. I pulled Jacobs arm resulting in him looking down at me. His brows formed a similar arc to that of Sam's. But this one was more questioning than bewilderment.

"Bella?"

"What just happened?" He answered with a simple shrug. I hated shrugs. They were lame excuses for answers. Seth brushed past me, making his way through the door. Clearly only one thing on his mind.

"I hope there's still some eggs left". Once Seth was inside Jacob took a hold of my cheeks and roughly planted a kiss on my parted lips. It was nice, but besides the point, he still hadn't given me an answer. When he broke apart from the kiss I asked him again.

"Tell me Jacob. What just went on?" Biting his lip an audible answer finally came.

"I don't know". Then he was inside the kitchen without a second to spare. Reluctantly I followed in. To my surprise everyone was back to how they were before. Even Sam sat at the TV, holding the remote in his hand. The only difference was Seth frowning at Jacob.

"You knew I wanted the eggs". A smirk crawled across Jacobs face. Taking my seat next to Seth I started back in with my eggs. Taking one bite I soon realized they were cold. What heat was left wasn't enough to make them even slightly edible. Cold eggs were gross. Slowly Jacob lifted a spoonful of the yellow food into his mouth, letting a slight groan escape his lips. He flashed a tongue across his mouth and went in for another bite. Like a bolt of lightning Seth burst from his seat. Within seconds he was on top of Jacob, holding a spoon to his neck. A shocked expression crossed his face.

"Wow Seth. If I'd known how much you loved eggs I would have saved some". Tightening the spoon in his grasp Seth growled.

"Liar! You're eating them in spite of me. I bet you're not even hungry!" A laugh escaped my mouth and everyone turned to me. I couldn't help myself. To think of Jake not being hungry. Everyone here had the appetite of a bear, including Jacob. "What's so funny Bella?" Seth seemed serious, so I answered serious.

"You are fighting over eggs. Cold eggs". Just then the door burst open and a very smart looking Leah walked in. Passing the couch, she heading straight for the refrigerator. She opened the door and peered in, apparently looking for something. Jacob pushed Seth off from top of him and lifted himself up with his elbows.

"What are you doing Leah?" She turned her gaze to meet his.

"Getting some food". One of Jacob's eyebrows arched.

"This isn't your house. You don't just take my food so you can share if with that kid". A sneer hit her face.

"He is not a kid. He's older than you Jacob". Realizing that this was a fact, Jacob decided to let that one go. But he wasn't quite done.

"All the same, it's my food and he is notwelcome to it". From the corner of my eye I could see Sam turn his attention to the scene. He dropped the remote and started for the door. Holding it open he motioned for everyone to leave.

"I think it's time we all got out of the house. There is work to be done and we need to spend more time tracking the other pacts sent". Leah frowned and shut the fridge door.

"That's bullshit Sam. You know we've been out there all week smelling about. And we haven't found anything helpful". Sam took a quick stride up to her, causing her to shrink in size. By all means it wasn't her attitude that decreased, rather her height. Sam was a good foot taller than Leah. Instead of pushing the argument further he started his orders.

"Embry and Quil, you can head out along First Beach". Both boys nodded their heads, already in movement out the door. "Seth and Leah, head for Rialto Beach. If I remember, Jacob caught a sent close to there". Jacob nodded his head in agreement. The expression on Leah's face made it apparent that she didn't agree with this command.

"Then why don't you send Jake!" Sam walked back over to the TV and shut it off. Slowly he turned back to Leah.

"Just do what I say Leah. Don't fight it". As if he had stabbed her in the back she huffed and stomped out the door. Back at the kitchen counter Seth's eyes bulged and his mouth flung open.

"I am not scouting with her! She's psycho!" Sam gave Seth a glare. Half impatient, half understanding. He knew how Leah could be.

"She's your sister Seth". Jacob let a laugh fall from his mouth. Sam turned his gaze to him. "And Jacob, you can stay here with Bella". Seth's jaw dropped again.

"That's not fair! He only gets to stay because she's his girlfriend!" Sam pointed his finger at the door, ordering Seth to get a move on. Reluctantly Seth dropped his spoon and walked past Sam. Just as he passed through the door a stray mumble caught our ears. "He knew I wanted the eggs". After the door shut Sam walked over towards Jacob. Placing a hand on his shoulder he started to speak.

"Jacob I want you to keep an eye on the garage. Make sure no one gets in or out". Then he eyed me. "No one". Jacob shrugged in agreement. With that Sam heading for the door. "I'll be scouting by Emily's. Don't expect me until late. Maybe tomorrow". Then he was out the door. Now with everyone gone I shot my eyes at Jacob, who was smiling quite expectantly.

"What are you smiling for?" From behind the counter his grin grew colossal.

"We're alone". An eyebrow raised as he continued. "Nobody's around". My mouth dropped into the shape of an "o". Instantly he flew from the counter and picked me up from the kitchen chair.

"What about my eggs?" He let another smile creep past his face.

"You don't want them. They're cold". I frowned.

"Maybe I like cold eggs". He shifted my weight in his arms and bounced me closer to himself. A smirk finally took over his smiling face.

"I saw the face you made when you took that bite. Besides I have other things in mind". I forced a playful glare onto him. This effected him in no way.

"Oh really. And what exactly do you have in mind?" He lowered his nose to my neck and sniffed.

"Maybe some scouting of my own". Slowly he breathed in and nuzzled his nose against my neck. Tickling sensations ran down my spine. Then an idea came to me. I knew exactly how I would get some answers from him. A smile formed on my face. I would trick him.

"On the couch". His face questioned my statement.

"The couch?" I smirked again before I explained.

"Take me to the couch". Once realization hit him, he started for the living room with me in his arms. In a speedy fashion he lowered me on the cushion and situated himself above me. Taking in a deep breath he lowered his nose against my neck and kissed the skin just behind my ear. Although it felt good. Really good. I had to stop it. This time I was going to get some answers. Jacob and his wolfy ways weren't going to trick me out of it this time. I had to have some sort of self control eventually. Slowly I brought trembling hands up to his face and held his gaze to mine. Then he did something that forced me to question his sanity. He started sniffing around. First at the couch cushion, then along my arm. Pausing at my shoulder he took in another deep breath. I let out a giggle.

"What are you doing?" He looked up in my eyes and sniffed again at my shoulder.

"I'm scouting". He worked his way up my neck and behind my ear. I closed my eyes, giving up on my plan. The exhale of his breathing made my hair tingle and flutter back.

"Have you found anything?" Opening my eyes to see his answer I took notice of his smile. It wasn't cocky or overdone. It was sweet. Pure sincerity. He let out another breath against my neck and moved up to my hair. Taking in the deepest of inhales, he surrounded his nose in my messy curls.

"Yeah", he breathed. I smiled again.

"What did you find?". He joined my smile with his. He seemed confidant.

"You". Then he pulled away from my hair and searched through my eyes. After a few seconds he lowered his head and pressed his lips to mine. My head started to spin. My plan was going horribly wrong and he was the reason. Maybe his wolfy ways would get me this time. Perhaps I really didn't have any self control. Then he pulled back. Once realization told me that he was no longer touching me I opened my eyes and saw a wide smirk on his face. I leaned forward to try to close the much hated distance. He simply laughed.

"Bella, you really have no chance". I furrowed my eyebrows. What was he talking about?

"No chance with what?"

"You had no intention in kissing me just now. You wanted to ask me something and now you have no chance on getting it answered". A crooked grin took over his smirk.

"Is that so?", I asked. He laughed again.

"Yeah". He leaned back in and ran a finger along my arm, sending shivers down my body. Curling my toes on the couch I knew that he was right. "You're hopeless Bella Swan". I stopped his hand and pushed myself up.

"Please Jacob?". He scrunched up his nose and smiled.

"Fine, but you'll have to do something for me"

"What?"

"You have to tell me something". I pulled my arms together and crossed them against my chest with a pout.

"Fine"

"Do you love me?" His eyes widened with anticipation. This I did not understand. Why would he be anticipating my answer. He knew it already. He knew that I loved him more than anything in the world. He was my world. I answered him with all the seriousness I could muster.

"Of course I love you". His eyes didn't seem to accept this. I pulled his face into my hands and told him again. "I love you Jacob". Then he limped into my hands and smiled. I hated that he was so self deflating. Why did he not trust me? Was I that much of a hurtful person to him? I stroked his face and knew that there would be no one else for me. Jacob was my one. I couldn't even consider another possibility. I loved him.

"I love you too", he smiled. "Now, what did you want to ask me?". I straightened myself on the couch and placed my hands on my lap.

"I have some questions about Leah"