Bella
Sam was looking at me. His eyes were purposefully blank. Everyone was curious. But still no one spoke. The only sounds around us were of the forest and out breathing. I didn't want to look at anyone right now. I buried my head in my paws and yowled.
'Is anyone going to say anything?' I refused to look.
'What was that?' Sam asked us all. I don't think everyone knew it was me that freaked out.
'Bella will you make the cookies? I'm starving over here!' Quil sat down, I could feel eyes on me now. He whimpered.
'Go hunt Quil. We can't afford to feed your hungry ass.' Paul snarked. I felt warmth next to me, and his scent was stronger.
'Look who's talking. You're the biggest fucker of us all. You eat more than anybody.' Quil snarked back before loping off.
'Not too far from the link, Quil.' Sam warned. I looked up, well more like peeking.
Leah chose that moment to speak, she was irritated and curious. Making her an even bitchier Leah. 'So are we going to kill the leeches or not?'
Embry, the voice of calm in this chaotic fuckery spoke. His eyes were only on me, yet he was talking to the three of us. 'What was their reasoning for turning a human?'
I didn't want to be here any longer. I felt cramped and irritated. 'Sam will you tell them? I'm going home and to bed.'
Quickly after speaking, I stood up and loped away. I heard padded footsteps behind me, quickly catching up. Looking from the corner of my eye, I see a flash of silver. Paul.
I stopped, we were deep in the forest. I closed my eyes, the shifting takes a bit to get used to. After doing it for the first several times in the last weeks, the pain has lessened.
I spoke with the boys and even Leah. Most of them didn't have any problems or pain after their first shift. Except, Jacob and Sam. It took Sam more than two weeks to be able to shift back. It took Jacob three days. It took me one, but every moment, I was in pain.
I stood there naked as the day I was born. Paul's wolfy body next to me. I dare not look. I didn't want to know if he was watching me or not.
Sam
'Bella. . .' Her name lingered in our minds. I took my gaze from her retreating form, to look Paul in the eyes. 'Go with her. I'm sure you don't want to hear it all again.'
He nodded to me. Not a word was spoken from him. We all watched him go as well.
Embry's voice pulled me from watching them leave. 'Are we going to fight them?'
'No, Embry.' My answer didn't satisfy Leah or Jared. One growled and the other huffed.
'Why the fuck not? They killed a human!' Leah's teeth were bared. I did not like to be challenged.
'You dare threaten me, Leah Clearwater?' I stood to my full height, my paws digging into the earth. I could feel my muscle tense as I snarled at her.
'You're a fool, Sam. You were when you dumped me and you are now.' She bared her fangs even further. Her fur was standing on end.
~Your opinion matters little to me! Stand down! You will watch what you say!~ I felt a ripple through me as the Alpha command went into affect. I did not want to use the Alpha command on her. I felt I had to choice. This pack did not need to be divided.
Embry's words cut through the tension as Leah was forced down to the ground. She rolled to her back with her tail between her legs and her chin bared, submission. I licked the underside of her chin. 'What happened in that house?'
'Something unexpected. Watch.' I showed them everything, my memories from the story. [A/N: please don't make me tell it again. My fingers hurt. ;)]
Paul
I couldn't stop watching her. Much as I hated it. I was still a wolf. I was still connected to the Pack. They were fools. We are fools, to keep the leeches alive.
Their sob story was that, a sob story. I scoffed. I stood to all four paws and began to shift. It was momentary and quick. Standing on my bare feet behind Bella, I reached my arms out and stretched. Groaning. I smirked when she twitched and peeked over her shoulder.
I could see her neck and the top of her shoulders turn red under the bronze flesh covering her body. "Like what you see, Call?"
I admired the view of her from behind; the succulent curve of her sweetheart ass, the very tempting slope of her lower back, the caramel creaminess of her shapely voluptuous thighs were begging to be touched. Before he knew it, his hand is reaching out towards her delectable ass.
Tiffany Call (Bella and Embry's mom)
I sighed. I couldn't help it. The day was waning and my children were not home. I turned my head as there was a knock at my door. I left the kitchen and walked through the dining room and living room to see Old Quil there.
"Come in, Old Quil. What brings you here?" I closed the door softly, directing him to a seat. He hobbled into the living room, aided by his wooden cane. He chose Embry's favorite chair, seated directly across form the couch. Sitting myself, I watched him settle himself.
Minutes passed as we regarded each other in silence. "Can I get you anything to drink?"
"I have no time to dally Tiffany Call." He looked me straight in the end. After that I was not fooled by his age or looks.
"Then why are you here Old Quil?" My gaze did not waver from his.
"Your children. Isabella Marie and Embry Ioan." His hands gripped the handle of his cane, which stood between his legs.
I sat back, crossing one leg over the other and placed my hands in my lap. "What of them?"
His gaze never wavered from mine, "who is their father, Tiffany Call?"
A/N: whew well, Paul, huh? What a perv. Hehe still love him to death.
Who knew Old Quil was so forceful?
