Okay this took me longer than expected but I had to do some serious editing! Because everything was wayyyy to rushed! And to apologise for the long delay I made this chapter an extra long chapter!
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Chapter Four: The Werewolf of La Push
'Blair Waldorf does not dillydally with naked people.' –Blair Waldorf
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Blair Waldorf was an impatient person; when she wanted something she didn't dillydally, she just came out and demanded it or well-, plotted for it. But Forks wasn't New York and Jacob, Jacob didn't seem like the kind of person who required such manipulation and frankly she didn't feel like being Queen Blair right now…and if Serena could go away and become all sugar, spice and all things nice there wasn't a doubt in her mind she, with her clearly superior intellect, couldn't do exactly the same thing…so she did something that was completely foreign to her; she just asked.
'Why don't you guys wear shirts?' well that came out a lot less eloquently than she had planned but than again she was treading on foreign sweet natured ground…
Jacob shrugged: 'I guess we're all just really warm-blooded. It's sort of a tribe thing.'
'A tribe thing?' Blair repeated in disbelief. 'You're actually part of a real tribe? A big chief, feathers and tomahawk sort of tribe?'
He chuckled, loudly, clearly very much amused by what she now realised was probably a blatant display of ignorance and Blair Waldorf did not do ignorance.
'You could say that I guess,' he said, a wide smile still tugging at the corner of his lips as he offered her his arm, as she was faced with a particularly slippery and challenging looking log that was obstructing her path. 'But don't expect anyone dancing around in a loincloth and a feathered headdress, us Quileutes don't roll like that.'
'Are you making fun of me?' Blair said smilingly as she grabbed the offered arm revelling at how warm his skin felt under her cool touch; no matter what he said, this could not be normal but she wasn't complaining.
'Neah,' he said briefly gazing down at her throwing her a crooked smile, 'just making conversation.'
'So,' she mumbled vaguely aware of the fact her hand was still resting on his arm, 'why does everyone keep acting like we're going to jump each other?'
He stared at her momentarily at a loss for words: 'Aren't you direct.'
Blair shrugged: 'Just curious.'
'I don't know,' he shrugged and lied obviously, he was even worse of a liar than Brooklyn really. 'You kind of remind them of someone I guess.'
Now that sounded remotely truthful.
'Who is she?' she pried on.
Jacob frowned, an uncomfortable, pained sort of expression settling on his face before he finally sighed. 'Her name's Bella and we sorta had this thing.'
And then Emily's words rang through her head: "Jacob was involved in the most twisted and complicated love triangle in probably the history of mankind".
'And the other guy?' she asked feigning innocence.
Jacob stopped abruptly turning to her, visibly bewildered: 'How did you-?'
'I'm perceptive,' Blair said casually, 'you should've figured that out by now. So what was his deal?'
'He didn't have a deal; he was like a deal on his own,' he took a deep breath, 'it's pretty complicated, but let's just say he got the girl and I got…'
'Left behind?'
'Exactly,' Jacob said, his pained expression taking on an even more sombre nature; it was a look Blair was painfully familiar with and she couldn't help but feel at least some empathy towards him.
She knew what it felt like to be rejected and she knew that the feeling never really seemed to wear…
'I know the feeling,' she muttered under her breath wondering why exactly she was sharing this particular information with him; acting all sweet and understanding was one thing but acting all tortured-Humphrey-esque was something she refused to do. She was, after all, still Blair Waldorf.
She felt his eyes burning into the side of her head, but she refused to meet his gaze.
'Who could turn you down?' he whispered so softly she was barely sure she heard him.
But when the words finally registered, she turned her head and stared at his visibly flushed face; he obviously hadn't meant to say that out loud but she was glad he did.
'Do you want them in alphabetical or chronological order?' she blurted out.
He raised his eyebrows: 'You're exaggerating.'
She just shook her head staring at her feet as various painful memories flashed through her mind at record speed; if anyone knew what rejection felt like, it was her.
'Wanna head back? I'm sure they've probably tranquilized Rachel by now,' Jacob questioned before glancing at her feet. 'And you're not really wearing the right shoes for a walk through the woods. Don't you have shoes you can actually like walk in?'
'For your information Jacob Black, these are Manolo's; I can walk through New York three times in these shoes,' Blair said matter-of-factly.
'There's not a doubt in my mind you can, but can your Manolo's get you through La Push just once without breaking limbs?' Jacob said with a grin as he steered her back into the general direction of Sam and Emily's house.
Blair just scowled in response: 'It's not my fault this sinkhole has never heard of this little thing called asphalt.'
He just through her a boyish half-grin: 'La Push isn't that bad you know? Okay it's no New York but-,'
'You don't want it to be like New York,' she stated, 'believe me.'
She loved New York; she missed the hustling and bustling of the Upper East Side and the general feeling of self-importance and prestige it gave her. But truth be told, she hated the Upper East Side as much as she loved it because behind all the glitz and glamour, its wealthy inhabitants, herself included, were all malicious jealousy driven schemers of the worst kind, ready to betray even their so-called friends if it meant personal gain…she had learned that little lesson the hard way.
'Do you wanna like get away from it all?'
Blair threw him an are-you-insane?-kind of look: 'No.'
Maybe it was her imagination but did his face just fall?
'I'm here because my dad thought I needed some down time and since apparently Southern France wasn't rural enough, we ended up here, in a cabin, in the middle of nowhere,' she threw him a quick look, 'no offence.'
'None taken,' he replied. 'What about your mom?'
'What about her?'
'Does she like being here?'
'She's not here,' Blair replied dismissively, 'my parents divorced last year.'
'I'm sorry,' Jacob offered sympathetically.
She just shrugged in reply: 'I honestly can't blame dad for divorcing her, but I am mad he left me behind when he left.'
'So you and your mom don't get along?'
'We're like South Korea and North Korea,' she stated with a grim smile, 'but luckily we don't have nuclear weapons to our disposal.'
He raised his eyebrows: 'that bad huh?'
'A lot worse than bad actually,' she stated pursing her lips. 'What about you, do you get along with your parents?'
Jacob shrugged. 'My dad and I usually get along and my mom died so…'
'Oh,' Blair said softly actually remorseful for once, 'Jacob I'm sorry I shouldn't have-,'
'It was a long time ago,' he said effectively cutting her off, 'honestly Blair, I don't mind.'
They walked in comfortable silence for a little while, Jacob enjoyed the quiet time alone with her and he was starting to let himself enjoy her company in general; she was different from what he had expected-, sweeter, deeper and oh so different from Bella, maybe even a little too different.
He was so wrapped up in thought as they neared Sam and Emily's place he barely registered that Brady and Joe, a kid who had turned during the Volturi thing, were now nearby as well, judging from their distinct scents. Exactly what he needed; even more people he had to keep from freaking out Blair.
'Something wrong?' she questioned snapping him out of his train of thought. 'You're frowning.'
'Just thinking.'
'About?'
'Nothing special,' he said offering her a crooked smile before his sensitive hearing was assaulted by the sound of Brady and Joe arguing, loudly, again.
Those two were a real handful and he didn't know how Sam felt about it but he for one was getting sick of refereeing their frequent arguments and made a point of going Alpha on their asses and ordering them to stop fighting about stupid stuff.
'Do you hear that?' Blair said frowning: they were now so close to the tiny house even Blair's human hearing could pick up on the raised voices. 'Sounds like people arguing…'
'Yeah,' Jacob said taking in a deep breath ready to give the two the telling-off of a lifetime; he really, really didn't have the patience or the energy to deal with them right now, he had his own issues to deal with. 'Don't worry about it. It's just Brady and Joe they hang out at Sam and Emily's a lot too.'
Blair raised her eyebrows. 'Does everyone hang out at Sam and Emily's or just the weird teenagers?'
'Just the weird teenagers-, and the occasional weird New Yorker,' he answered grinning.
'You're so funny,' Blair retorted rolling her eyes, though there was a small smile plastered on her plump lips as the tiny home and the lanky forms of Brady and Joe appeared, they were standing practically nose to nose, shouting obscenities at each other they only could've learned from Paul's notoriously foul mouth. But the pups weren't alone; Embry and Quil were standing in the background keeping a close eye on their arguing pack brothers.
Jacob took a deep breath, preparing himself to intervene. 'You wait here, I'll handle this,' he stated before stalking off to the arguing boys. 'Brady, Joe, knock it off!' he hollered not yet bothering to use his Alpha voice.
'Not until he apologizes!' Brady shouted angrily; a small tick occurring in his jaw.
'Apologizes for what?' Jacob demanded, crossing his arms, his patience wearing thin.
'I don't know!' Joe retorted throwing his arms up in exasperation. 'He's been acting like a little bitch all day now!'
Brady let out a growl and launched at Joe but Jacob pulled him back none too gently.
'We don't attack our brothers Brady,' Jacob hissed warningly.
'Let me go!' he snapped struggling in his alpha's tight grasp.
'Not until you calm down!'
'Jacob is everything okay?' Blair asked moving closer, a worried frown on her face.
'And who the fuck are you?' Brady snapped noticing the tiny brunette for the first time.
Blair stopped in her tracks and shot him an affronted glare: 'Excuse you!' she snapped, her hands resting daintily on her hips as Jacob let out an annoyed groan: she really was semi-suicidal.
'What?' Brady snapped looking positively furious.
'I didn't stutter,' Blair retorted raising her eyebrows defiantly which only seemed to anger Brady even more.
And then, just when he decided he was going to have to use Alpha voice to keep Brady from completely loosing his cool his grip slipped just a little bit and Brady managed to squirm out of his grasp.
'BRADY!' he hollered, panic coursing through his veins as the boy made a beeline for Blair: it only took a second or two for his shaking to take on such extreme proportions that he actually burst out of his skin revealing the wolf inside as he stalked over to a dumbstruck Blair who just stood there, frozen in place as she stared at him with wide deer-like eyes.
That's when the adrenaline kicked and before the situation registered he was already running towards Brady and Blair phasing easily on the way Embry immediately following suit.
'Jacob calm down,' Embry urged, 'he's not going to hurt her!'
But Jacob barely heard him; his mind was focused on one thing: Brady baring his teeth at Blair, Brady standing too close to Blair-, he wanted to rip out Brady's throat, throttle him for even looking at her the wrong way!
Jacob's massive form easily tackled the younger, smaller wolf, effectively shoving him away from Blair before pinning him to the ground angrily biting Brady's neck as the smaller wolf struggled to get out of his Alpha's furious grasp.
'JACOB!' Embry called but Jacob had left the building, the wolf had taken over and the wolf was screaming for blood. 'Jacob you have to stop!' Embry stressed jumping on top of his Alpha's back in an attempt to snap him out of his furious rage.
'Get off of me!' Jacob growled attempting to shake him off.
'He's down Jake! It's over, Blair's okay, you can stop!' Embry shouted as Jacob shook him off, sending him sprawling.
Brady let out a low wine squirming beneath Jacob's massive paws.
'I'm sorry-,' he mumbled avoiding Jacob's angry gaze, 'I didn't mean to hurt her-, I just lost it. I'm sorry Jacob.'
Jacob took a deep breath trying to regain his cool-, trying to refrain from actually killing Brady.
'Oh my god,' a soft voice breathed snapping Jacob back to his senses; Blair was standing there, only a few feet away staring at them with an unreadable expression on her pale face.
Realization hit him like a ton of bricks: Blair might be okay, but she'd seen them phase, she knew…
'Blair, it's okay,' Quil said soothingly as he slung an arm around her thin shoulders. 'Everything's okay.'
Blair just him an incredulously look: 'They're wolves Quil, how is that okay?'
Quil just patted her on the back uncomfortably. 'We have a lot of explaining to do, don't we?'
Blair threw him a glare. 'You think?'
Jacob watched their exchange carefully, frozen in place like a statue afraid that a sudden movement might send her bolting even though she was handling this surprisingly well for someone he had pegged as a bit of a drama queen.
She caught his gaze: 'Jacob?'
He nodded, his eyes never leaving hers: willing her to stay.
'You can understand me?'
Again he nodded his reply.
'This is crazy,' she stated simply, rubbing her brow in a frustrated fashion looking pretty close to breaking point so Jacob did what he thought was right; he phased back.
'Blair I'm so sorry!' he started moving towards her but as Blair gave him a quick once over before stopping him with a wave of the hand.
'You're naked,' she stated so casually you'd think she was commenting on the weather.
'Yeah the transformation-,'
'Go put some clothes on,' she ordered calmly, staring him straight in the eyes.
'Blair-,'
'Clothes!' she repeated with a vague waving hand gesture that came off as kind of dictatorial. 'If you want to talk to me you'll have to put clothes on, Blair Waldorf does not dillydally with naked people.'
Jacob couldn't help but gawk at her in wonder; he just went wolf on her and the only thing that fazed her was that he was naked? What the hell was wrong with this girl?
'How about we go inside?' Quil offered throwing Jacob an amused look. 'Give the boys some time to get decent.'
Blair just nodded, her dark curls dancing around her face.
'C'mon B, let's go,' Quil said gently steering her back to the house. 'You'll get to ask all the questions you want latter.'
Jacob let out the breath he didn't even know he was holding as he watched her enter the house; she was staying, she was giving him a shot to explain, she wasn't leaving him.
'That went surprisingly well,' Embry stated quietly after he and Brady finally phased back.
'You think?' Jacob replied angrily, 'this was not the way I was planning on telling her.'
'You were planning on telling her?' Embry asked; his eyebrows rose so high they nearly disappeared into his hairline. 'So you finally admit you imprinted on her?'
Jacob just shrugged before turning his attention back to the younger pack member who was to blame for this entire fiasco.
'Brady,' he growled causing the boy to flinch.
'I'm sorry!' he replied avoiding Jacob's angry gaze.
'I bet you are!'
'I had a bad day-, I just lost it okay? I didn't mean to-,'
'No it's not okay! You don't lose control around people Brady!' Jacob hollered causing the smaller boy to take an involuntary step away from his normally good-natured Alpha.
'I said I was sorry!'
'Sorry doesn't cut it!'
'Jake,' Embry said placing a calming hand on his shoulder.
Jacob took a deep breath, rubbing a hand over his tired features. 'Where's Sam?'
'Out on patrol,' Embry answered.
'As soon as Sam gets back I'll be discussing your punishment with him,' Jacob said causing Brady to visibly cringe: everyone knew Sam got seriously pissed when someone lost it around normals. 'And believe me you're not getting off easy! Now go home before I change my mind and strangle you!'
'I really am sorry Jacob,' Brady said before slowly phasing and stalking off, his tail tucked firmly between his legs like a scolded puppy.
'Feel better?' Embry questioned.
'No, still furious.'
'He's just a kid Jake.'
'I don't care Embry, he nearly hurt Blair,' Jacob said through gritted teeth knowing fully well he probably should cut the kid some slack but he just couldn't not when Blair's safety was involved.
'Experiencing the joys of imprinting Jake?' Paul's mocking voice called from behind them.
'Shut up Paul!' Jacob snapped spinning around to see him standing there, shit-eating-grin on his face and two pairs of shorts in hand.
'Chill Jake, I come in peace,' he said tossing both Jacob and Embry a pair.
'How's Blair?' Jacob asked nervously as he slipped into the shorts.
Paul shrugged. 'She's doing great-, kinda confused but really great considering the hey-we're-actually-big-bad-wolves revelation, she's so calm it's freaking me out.'
'That's a good thing,' Embry stated in an attempt to ease Jacob's frazzled nerves.
'He freaking out?' Paul questioned nodding towards the alpha.
'I'm fine!' he retorted non-convincingly.
Paul raised his hands in defence. 'Dude no ones blaming you for freaking out; you just flashed your package at your imprint and we can't all be as badass in the down under-department as yours truly.'
Jacob threw him an angry glare wondering if he could beat that goddamn smirk off his face without Rachel going completely batshit crazy.
'Paul, knock it off,' Embry drawled noting the murderous look on his friends face.
'Jeez man, Jake's got to learn to take a joke.'
'It wasn't funny,' Embry said as Jacob moved past Paul, bumping into him quite roughly causing him to nearly topple over; served him right arrogant little…
As he tentatively entered the house, afraid of what Blair's reaction might be, he heard her speaking as calmly as Paul had said to Quil, Emily and Rachel.
'Are you werewolves too?' she questioned.
'Just me, it's typically a guy thing, so whoever said men are dogs wasn't completely off,' Quil answered, his attempt at lightening the mood transparent. 'There is one girl though, but it suits her now she's a bitch in every sense of the word.'
'Quil shut up, it's not funny,' Rachel ordered and Jacob could practically hear her rolling her eyes; his sister had always liked Leah despite her bad attitude.
'Are you going to go in or what?' Embry asked snapping Jacob out of his trail of thought; he hadn't even noticed that he'd just been standing there, in front of the closed kitchen door, reluctant to enter actually afraid of what Blair's reaction might do to him.
He took a deep breath before finally knocking.
'Come in,' Emily's soft voice finally called.
Jacob carefully pushed open the door, his eyes immediately drawn to the tiny brunette who simply stared back, with an unreadable expression.
'We'll leave you to it,' Emily said grabbing Rachel's arm and dragging her out of the kitchen despite her very loud protest. But Emily knew this was a pack thing, they had to explain this to her not the imprints.
There was a long, anxious and most of all uncomfortable silence but the boys, despite their absolute dislike for these types of silences kept quiet, Blair was going to have to be the one to take the first step. And only after a few more seconds, that to Jacob dragged on as if they were hours, Blair finally spoke.
'So-, you're werewolves?' she finally asked; her brow furrowed and her lips pressed into a thin severe line.
'Yeah, sorta,' Jacob answered awkwardly stuffing his hands into the pockets of his shorts.
She bit her lip before calmly asking: 'Are you going to eat me?'
Quil and Paul let out matching barking laughs earning themselves a warning glare from Jacob.
'We're not cannibals Blair,' Embry answered, a hint of amusement in his voice. 'We don't eat people.'
'Are you going to bite me than?' she answered still obviously sceptic but surprisingly calm at the same time.
'We don't generally bite people,' Paul started, a grin plastered on his face, 'but if you're into that sort of stuff I'm sure Jacob won't mind obliging you.'
'Ass,' Jacob hissed so low only his pack brothers could hear before smacking Paul across the head none too gently.
'Than-, what do you do?' Blair asked frowning.
'We look after our people,' Jacob replied, 'Blair trust me we don't hurt people, we just keep away the bad.'
'And what kind of bad, is so bad, it requires you to turn into a werewolf?'
The boys shared a look before Jacob finally said: 'I don't think you're ready to hear that just yet.'
'And why exactly not?' she questioned raising a challenging eyebrow. You just turned into a wolf and I didn't freak out and if werewolves don't freak me out I don't know what will.'
Again the boys shared a look.
'Vampires maybe?' Quil offered carefully while watching Blair's expression curiously: but all that the petite brunette did was blink oddly.
'Vampires?' she repeated slowly. 'You're vampire fighting werewolves? Do you have any idea how insane that sounds?'
'We do, believe me, we do,' Embry said offering her a gentle smile. 'It's a lot to take in Blair, we don't expect for you to just accept it all calmly.'
Blair threw him an annoyed glare: 'Why are you all acting like I'm freaking out? Do I look like I'm freaking out?'
'Is it just me or is she's taking this a little too well?' Quil mumbled so quietly Blair couldn't hear.
'Yeah she's doing even better than Bella did,' Embry added.
'You can say that again, girl didn't even flinch when Jacob went all wolf on her ass,' Paul chipped in obviously impressed. 'Rachel blew a gasket when I wolfed out for the first time.'
Their private conversation was interrupted by Blair clearing her throat quite loudly, her eyes narrowed in obviously irritation. 'Are you talking about me?'
'Do you hear us talking?' Paul asked innocently.
'You're werewolves,' she hissed, 'it's not a stretch to assume you're telepaths! Now what were you saying?'
'Nothing Blair,' Jacob said curtly.
She just glared at him in response, crossing her arms in front of her chest to add to the effect.
'You're taking this really well you know,' Embry said gently as if complementing her would somehow improve her mood.
'Well I could start screaming but that wouldn't really help the matter now, would it?' she huffed, her posture relaxing just a tiny bit.
Embry threw Jacob a meaningful look that practically screamed: well talk to her already!
'I'm sorry you had to find out like this,' Jacob muttered raking a hand through his short hair.
'Oh so you usually don't charge people?' she quipped raising an eyebrow.
'Sorry about that,' he replied cringing; he was trying to forget about that, 'what Brady did was inexcusable, we usually don't snap in front of people and believe me he'll be sorry-,'
'He is sorry,' Embry corrected. 'Brady's a good kid Blair; it's nothing personal, you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.'
'Just make sure he doesn't do it again or I'll be calling animal control.'
And that sentence seemed to take a heavy burden off of his shoulders, she said: again, again implying she wasn't running for the hills just yet and leaving them-, leaving him.
T.B.C
So that was chapter four I hope you liked it! In the next chapter things will get a bit more "cute"...
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!EXTRA NOTE! Lera98 sent me a message asking if she could translate my story to Russian quick reply: Sure! I'd be honoured! I would've answered sooner but I couldn't private message you!
