Sam stared at the scene in disgust, gesturing to Quill and Embry to leave.
They obeyed him reluctantly, and his dark, narrowed eyes focused on Paul.
"Go home. Now. We'll talk later."
"What do we do about Jake?"
"We do nothing. Jacob made his choice. He is lost to us. At least for now."
"So we're just supposed to accept this without a fight?" Paul asked angrily, clenching his fists.
"I said for now," Sam said sternly.
"He may yet come to his senses. Jacob is Billy's son, and so deserves our respect, even if he is with a vampire. The treaty says nothing about forbidding love between our two species, Paul."
"Only because none of us would think of something so appalling in the first place!"
"Enough!" Sam snapped, finally losing his temper.
"I am the Alpha. If I have to reinforce the command that way, then I will. Don't push me. Now go home."
Paul growled in annoyance, throwing him one last resentful glance as he left quickly.