Chapter 7: A Moonlit Night

Like a piece of the puzzle that falls into place

You could tell how we felt from the look on our faces

We were spinning in circles with the moon in our eyes

The room left them moving between you and I

'Into the Night' by Santana

After we saw the movie together we went out to dinner. It was a good meal and Jacob even paid for everything. I insisted that we split it but he wouldn't hear of it.

We were now just sitting in the restaurant talking about everything under the sun. I felt like I knew Jacob's whole life story now. His favorite color, his music preferences all his past loves, including Bella.

How she just dropped him like a sack of potatoes as soon as Edward came back from leaving her. It made my blood boil, how she could just use and manipulate him like that?

"Speaking of Bella, how'd your visit go?" I asked, while sipping my ice tea. He shrugged, "Edward's friendlier now that he knows there's another woman in my life."

I smile, "Who says I'm in your life?" Jacob raised an eyebrow, "Because you can't stay away from me, is why."

I laughed, "Who knows, that just might be true."

"Come on, let's get out of here." He said and I followed him like a lost puppy, excuse my pun.

"Jacob, where are we going?" Melanie asked as I led her, blindfolded, up the hill. "Relax, we'll be there in a second, I want it to be a surprise."

When we reached the seaside I took off her blindfold. She gasped at the sight. The full moon was out tonight, shining down on the dark waves.

I sat her down on the fallen, bleached log and waited for her to say something. She looked up at me, "It's beautiful Jacob, thank you for taking me here."

I sat beside her and she rested her head on my shoulder, for that moment we just enjoyed each other's company.

"For some odd reason, I have a weird feeling to start howling at the moon. I wonder why?" she said suddenly and the silence was broken with my booming laughter.

She twisted to kiss me softly. I held her neck and deepened the kiss, she shivered under my touch.

I left her mouth to make my way down her neck. I darted my tongue out to lick her skin and she moaned.

I brought her to the point where she was straddling me and after a while of kissing, I eventually lost my balance and we fell backward.

We just laid there for a minute then burst into laughter. We laughed until there were tears in our eyes.

I made myself more comfortable and Melanie laid her head on my chest and we stayed there and looked at the moon.

All was silent until a howl pierced the night. I was sure it was Sam and that meant that he needed me. I sighed, "I've to go Melanie."

She shook her head, "I'm coming too." I was about to object but she shut me up with a kiss; I lost all train of thought.

"What was I saying?" I asked, she smiled and replied, "You were saying how you would love for me to come with you."

"Liar, but I guess there's no way in stopping you." I said and she jumped for joy. She went behind a tree and came out as a black wolf.

I wasn't so modest, I changed right there and I know that she tried not to look but I could feel her eyes dart to my body.

I landed on my paws and howled back to Sam to let him know I was on my way. Melanie temporarily tapped into our mental conversations because she that kind of power, being a Beta female in her pack; so she heard the conversation between Sam and I, but the downside to that is that the others could see her thoughts too.

'Where were you Jake?' Sam asked.

Melanie's mind flashed back to what we were doing just for a split second, but it was all Sam needed.

He laughed, 'Hello Melanie.'

'Hi Sam. Didn't mean to do that, accident,' she replied.

'Mel? You're here! I knew you'd come too! See I told you Wendy!' Ana said to Melanie; wait, they were here too?

'Sam what's going on?' I asked but Sam didn't answer immediately. 'I'm not sure, just that it was so serious to the extent that the Cullens came to seek our help.'

'They were on the reservation?' I asked.

'Yes, but they only came because Bella couldn't get you and they didn't know any other way to communicate. It was only Edward and Carlisle.'

I released a breath as we joined up with the pack. Melanie asked, 'So they're not in trouble?'

'No, and I was looking forward to taking them down.' Paul replied. I rolled my eyes; 'You'd fight a kitten if it rubbed you the wrong way,' Mel said.

Everyone laughed at her joke. Paul even chuckled a little knowing it was no further than the truth.

We arrived at the Cullen's house in a matter of minutes and it was almost as big as daddy's house. Three stories, old fashioned and stark white.

I imagined a huge staircase that spiraled up to the next floor. Jacob confirmed it by giving me a picture of the inside. To say simply, it was absolutely beautiful.

My sisters took notes on the picture to see if they could redecorate our house like that. I shook my head, 'Concentrate girls; don't you see that this is a serious matter?'

Then a blond vampire came up to us so did a bronze haired one. Jacob told me the blond one was Carlisle and the bronze-haired one was Edward.

I thought, Bella left Jacob for that? I scoffed. Edward raised an eyebrow at me, 'Edward reads minds Melanie.' Sam said to me.

'Well son of a biscuit-eating bulldog, how was I supposed to know that? Give me some warning here before I make a fool of myself next time please.'

Jacob decided this was a time to point out who was who. There was another blond male named Jasper and he manipulated emotions. The little pixie-like brunette was Alice and she saw the future. I thought that was pretty cool; and she was with Jasper.

The blond female was Rosalie and she was with the burly brunette named Emmett. There was another brunette female and she was Esme, Carlisle's mate.

The other slim brunette was Bella and she blocked other vampires' abilities. She was with Edward, obviously.

After I learned all the names, and abilities, Carlisle stepped up to talk. "First of all, I'd like to say thank you for coming. Now, there was a rouge vampire here a couple days ago. I believed you took care of him."

Ana and Wendy nodded, knowing they took him down all by themselves, I felt a little proud at the moment.

Carlisle continued, "Well that vampire was a member of a growing group of vampires that have a vendetta against us. The group has reached an astonishing number in only a few months. We have been watching them closely but can't act because they have been very careful about, um, disposing of their meals, leaving nothing for us to go on. Now that they found out that a member of their coven was killed they'll come down here for revenge."

Pride was now gone and was replaced by guilt; knowing that if my sisters hadn't killed that vampire in the first place then this might not have happened. But how were we supposed to know that that vampire was somewhat important?

I suppressed a whimper, then Edward began to speak, "Don't think that is any of your faults. There was a war coming in between us and this coven long ago, they're just using this as a means to start something."

This had me feeling a little better; Sam went up to Edward and said, 'So you want our help?'

Edward nodded at this, "This coven consists of a few hundred of vampires, so if you could call on anyone to help as well that would be appreciated. We will also call up friends to see if they would help."

Sam nodded, 'We would love to help.' Not passing down any chance to kick vampire butt.

This made Edward smile at us and he said 'Thank you' to all.

It was agreed that we would have one month to gather more troops then we meet the Cullens here again and discuss strategy.

Alice predicted that the enemy coven weren't expected for another five months or so. This gave us plenty of time to prepare.

We all ran home and separated to go on our different paths, but not before Sam asked Melanie, 'You wouldn't mind calling up your father and see if he would help? It would be greatly appreciated.'

Melanie nodded and promised to try her best to convince her father. All though she was 90% sure he would agree to it.

Now we were back at the seaside, where we first were, to gather our clothes; Melanie and I decided to just stay there for a while, savoring the peaceful time.

"Jacob I'm so sorry, this is all my fault. I should have never sent my sisters to kill that rouge." I hugged her around the waist and whispered in her ear, "Mel, don't beat yourself up about it. If you didn't do what you did, our pack would have attacked him anyway, and we would still be in this situation."

She seemed to take that a little better. "I just hope that daddy agrees, because it would add a lot of wolves to our attacking number."

I was curious, "Melanie, exactly how many wolves are in your pack?"

She tilted her head, "You mean in total, or the number at our main location?"

Their main location? "Um, in total." She seemed to start doing the math in her head, "About 50 thousand over 100 locations, why?"

Fifty thousand wolves, holy – "How did that happen?" I asked. She just shrugged, "We don't know why exactly, but wolves in North America are different from others elsewhere. The werewolves in Europe and Asia can infect other people, by a bite or even a scratch."

I nodded and she continued, "There was a war over in Europe between two very powerful packs, they infected a large number of people just to get their numbers up. And eventually, their members got out of control. So my grandfather decided to take in a good portion of them. He set up different locations and assigned an Alpha and Beta male and female for each pack. But he was still the head honcho. So when it came time for my dad to be Alpha, of course the numbers grew and he continued with what his father had set up. If anything were to happen, the packs send representatives to discuss it."

She took in a deep breath and smiled, "Do you get it?" I nodded, I got it alright, "So it's like your dad is the president and each little pack is like one of the fifty states? They have their own governor and everything?"

She smiled, "You could say that, only we have a hundred states and my dad has more power than the president does. He doesn't have to explain his decisions to anyone."

I couldn't help but make a joke, "Look at that, I'm going out with the president's daughter."

She laughed, "I'll be the president soon enough. You can be my First Lady."

I laughed as well, "Do I have to wear a skirt and shave?" I asked, and Melanie seemed to ponder this, "I don't know, do you have the legs for it?"