A/N: I never expected the story to be this popular! I'm happy, excited, and nervous about all of this. I hope when it comes to me posting my chapters, I don't disappoint everyone! Keep your fingers crossed for me?
Bella's POV
I tried my best to keep up with Embry but he was a werewolf for god's sake. What insane part of me thought it would be a good idea to run into the woods at like 2:00 AM in the morning, trying to keep up with a werewolf who could, if he wanted, run at speeds of one hundred miles per hour? I eventually got lost, which I knew I would, but I soon recognized a fallen tree with a branch that resembled the number eight. I knew this tree was close to where the pack sometimes met in the woods for certain meetings when other spots were occupied. Maybe they were at that spot? If I hurry I could probably catch up and listen in on the meeting.
As I moved through the trees that snagged at my hair and the bushes that dirtied my clothes, I wondered why I was here in the first place. The pack had gone for meetings before in the middle of the night and I usually just went back to bed when Embry snuck out, but something was different tonight, a tug inside me told me to follow him, to find out what had Sam so worried. I felt as if my duty was to find out. It wasn't my duty of course, it wasn't my business. I'm a human. Not shape shifter. I should be in bed. But why can't I turn myself around.
God, Bella, sort yourself out!
It didn't take long for me to find the meeting place and I knew that the wolves had hearing better than a humans, so I practically tip-toed the closer I got. I heard the voices as I got closer and I dropped to my knees, crawling through a hedge until I could see the pack. They were in a dent in the each, a small clearing. Some of them were still wearing pyjamas, some had thrown on boxers not caring that they were half naked; Leah was the only one who wore something on her upper half. I listened closely as Sam spoke in his deep voice.
"Please, don't all talk at once...Jared, hey Paul—" but it was no use. The pack were snapping comments at each other, some of them looked frightened, others angry. Jacob was leaning against a tree with his eyes closed. I guessed the douche had fallen asleep or something but he then let out an exaggerated sigh. He was annoyed too. What the hell was happening here? "Hey! Shut up!" Sam then yelled and the others finally stopped bickering.
"We should be out there!" Paul growled in a voice that was unlike his own, hit teeth were clenched along with his fist and he strode angrily across the plain towards Sam. Sam didn't flinch as Paul stood less than an inch away, his eyes practically glowing amber with the fires of his anger. Paul looked to be trembling but it was hot out, oh yes. I had forgotten the wolves tremble before phasing. "We should be hunting it, tearing it to pieces!"
"Stand down!" Sam barked in a voice I really didn't like hearing. Paul hesitated, he looked as if he would break his teeth if he bit down any harder but then he turned away; looked pained as he did. I wanted to hold his hand and guide him away, calm him down but at the Sam time scold him for taking such a tone with someone as strong and brave as Sam. Whatever the situation, there is no need for violence like that. It was warm out, so warm. I shook off my jacket, being careful not to disturb the leaves in the bush or break any twigs. The first sound they hear they'll yell, we'll argue and they'll leave and I won't know what's got them all worked up at this time, and I need to know what it is.
"Fighting between us is not what we need, Paul," Sam said before walking to the centre of the clearing and turning slowly on the spot, addressing all the members of the pack, "I understand some of you want to be out there, hunting it down as Paul suggested."
"We should be," Leah muttered loud enough. Jake shot her a glance that said shut up. And she just continued to glare at the ground as if it were to blame. Sam rolled his eyes before continuing.
"But we don't know exactly what the situation is. We know one of them is in town, gone through the reservation, but we don't know how it got it. Seth and Quill would have called, howled, and alerted us in some way if a Vampire slipped through the border." A vampire? There's a vampire in Forks? That's it. A strange Vampire who must not be with the Cullen's is in Forks and got in without being detected by the guards defending this land.
"Exactly, for all we know this leach is killing people as we speak. We need to find it," Paul yelled, Sam turned and a growl broke through his mouth.
"You don't understand do you, idiot! This vampire didn't come through the border; this vampire...was here to begin with."
The pack broke out in murmurs and arguments once again. I tried to move, I was sweating like crazy now, my hair was drenched in it and my vision was blurring at the edges. I must be overheating or something? Okay, let me try to think straight. There is a new vampire in town, but for some reason the wolves at the borders, the members of the pack who patrol at night to watch for this sort of thing, didn't detect any intruders, which means that the vampire originated from town itself. This means...um...this means...
I couldn't keep still, my legs decided to twist around each other, the floor flipped and swapped places with the sky, all I saw was leaves then stars and then leaves again as I tumbled through the bushes out into the open. I didn't have time to worry that the pack had caught me, I was loosing consciousness. Something else was happening, something bad. My body shook as if someone was pushing my limbs around.
"Bella!" My brother's voice called as he rushed to me, but then he was on the ground holding my head on his lap, I still couldn't stop my body from trembling, my blood turned to acid. Tears, or what I suspected to be tears, ran down my cheeks, mixing with the sweat that covered every inch of my skin, my fingers grasped out, clenching anything to keep my out of control limbs still. I found the earth, I could feel my nails digging through the soil, feel the cold air on my burning skin, feel my heels digging into the earth as I rolled. The pack shouted my name over and over, sometimes it was so quiet I heard them as whispers but then their voices attacked my ear drums.
"Em!" The voice was my own.
"I'm here, Bella!" Embry called from my right but someone held my left hand,
"Bella!" It was the voice of a panicked Jacob.
"Bella, you need to breathe, okay, in and out, c'mon, Bella!" Sam's calm voice whispered to me as his hand, which was like an open flame, caressed my jaw. I couldn't do it! Couldn't stay still, couldn't stop the screams! I tried to scream for help but it came out as a gurgle of sounds.
"The fuck is happening to her!" Embry yelled to his Alpha in a tone I'd never heard him use before,
"Bubba..." the sound escaped my lips in a cry. Bubba? Why did I call him Bubba? It was a nickname he was given years ago when we were children but I hadn't called him it in so long, I realized it escaped my lips because it was what I called him when I was in trouble. Anytime we were in a public place and I called him Bubba, it would let him know I was addressing him in a way that meant there was something wrong with me and I needed him, I didn't intend to use it but it must have clicked. I needed him now! But he was gone. One second their faces broke through the darkness...only to vanish into nothingness. The last thing I heard was Sam's calm voice.
"It's happened...this new vampire...has triggered the gene. Bella's going to be one of us."
A/N: Well we're on to the second chapter that FWH wrote. 7 more chapters before we get to mine. I'm equal parts excited and nervous. See you all in a couple of days for Chapter 3.
As a little side note, the reason I am spreading the chapters up into days apart is so that I have enough time to belt out another chapter and send it off to beta as well as build a little bit of popularity for this series! See ya soon!
