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11. MEETING

Terry's POV

When the sunlight broke through the shades and onto my face, I woke up. Opening my eyes, I noticed Jacob was still in bed, sleeping on his stomach. It struck me as weird because Jacob was usually out running patrols in the morning. I sat up and shook his arm. "Hey, Jacob…"

"Ung…" That was all I got in response.

I chuckled to myself. "Aren't you supposed to be out patrolling?"

He turned his head to me and groggily opened his eyes. "No… I got up earlier and I was just too tired, so I asked Seth if he'd run for me this morning."

"That was nice of him."

"Yes it was…" He closed his eyes, drifting back off to sleep.

Smiling, I got out of bed as he began to lightly snore. I figured it would be a good idea to let him sleep. I walked down the hall into the kitchen and headed for the refrigerator. Jacob would like a nice breakfast cooked for him while he was in bed. I opened the door to the fridge, very grateful that Alice insisted on doing the grocery shopping for us as I wondered what I should cook for Jacob.

After pondering what he would like to eat I settled on making one of my favorite things. A variation on standard French Toast. I took out the eggs and got a loaf of bread and set them on the counter. I took out two big bowls and cracked all of the eggs in one, mixing the yolks and whites together. In the other bowl, I poured Frosted Flakes.

I took out the griddle and started dipping pieces of bread into the egg and then coating them with the Frosted Flakes, before setting them one at a time down onto the griddle. As they cooked on one side I took out a pan and put it on the stove, starting up some bacon.

When the bacon began to cook and emit a glorious aroma, I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist. "What do we have here?"

I smiled, turning my head to him. "Breakfast."

Jacob took a step closer to the griddle and poked at a piece of the French Toast. "Is that… Is that Frosted Flakes…?"

I nodded as I started to take the French Toast off of the griddle, placing most of the slices on Jacob's plate, saving two for myself.

"Interesting…" He took his plate smelling at as he walked to the table. "Smells good."

"It is." I took my plate and set it on the table and walked over to the bacon, placing that too on the table.

Jacob grabbed several strips of bacon, shoving them into his mouth. Followed by forkful of French Toast. "Oh God…" His 'slow' eating pace suddenly quickened, with forkful after forkful of food being shoved down his throat.

I laughed as we both eat the meal.

When Jacob had all but licked his plate clean, he looked at me. "That was good. You should cook more often."

I laughed. "Yeah, since you took Sam's place, I'll take Emily's and cook for everyone!" I placed my silverware down on my plate, thinking. "You know Jake, you should get this whole Beta thing over with."

"That's true."

"Have you decided on who you're going to pick to have fight?" I got up, clearing the table.

"I don't know. I guess I should talk to the pack about it…" Jacob was quiet for a minute and then smiled. "I'll invite them over here and you can cook for us all!"

I placed the dishes in the sink. "Yeah… Screw that. It's enough cooking for one werewolf, let alone ten. If you invite them over, I'm ordering pizza."

Jacob laughed. "Alright, I'm gonna hop in the shower… Wanna join me?" He smiled devilishly.

I thought about whether or not I was going to go with him and the longer I took to decide, the more Jacob's dropping his shorts. "Alright, alright. I'm coming."

He laughed. "Not yet you're not."

I looked at him and he just smirked. I walked over to him, throwing my arms around his chest as he lifted me up, walking towards the bathroom.

After our shower escapades, Jacob and I were getting dressed. "No, no! Terry, you gotta wear just the shorts again. Show your pack spirit!"

I took off the shirt I had just put on, leaving me in a pair of khaki shorts. "You're not a sports team, Jacob. Don't call it team spirit."

"I didn't. I said pack spirit." He walked over to me, pressing my up against the wall. "You look hot…" He placed his warm hand on my pack tattoo on my chest.

"Yeah, because you're pressing your hot body all up on me." I tried to push him off of me.

He laughed. "Ok, first, I didn't mean your temperature. And second, thanks for the compliment." Jacob backed up and walked over to the door. "I'll go get the pack."

"Alright. I'll… order the pizzas." I walked over to the phone.

"Good idea." He smiled as he walked outside.

As I ordered the pizzas, I heard Jacob howl. You know, you could just call them…

Not but a few minutes later, the front door was swung wide open as eight of the ten pack members came inside. Leah and Sam were missing. Sam was probably with Emily, I made a mental note to ask why Leah wasn't there.

"Hey, Terry. Showing your pack spirit, huh?" Seth came over and sat next to me on the couch.

I looked over at Jacob, who had a face that basically said 'See? I told you.'. "Yeah. All about the pack spirit."

Paul sat on the other side of me and leaned back, putting his arm on the back of the couch. "You're so scrawny."

I ignored Paul and asked a question instead. "Where's Leah?"

Jared, who was on the arm of the couch, turned to me. "Therapy."

It was good that she was getting help. I just hoped she wouldn't need therapy anymore sometime soon. I really did wish the best for her.

Jacob stood in the middle of the room. "Alright guys. I bet you all are wondering why you're here."

Paul spoke with the most serious face I have ever seen. "Group orgy." Everyone turned to Paul with the same expression. He just shrugged. "You were thinking it."

Jacob shook his head. "You need to get laid."

Paul stuck his middle finger up at him.

"I asked you all here because I've decided to make one of you my Beta. A second in command, if you will." Jacob looked around the room, staring into each other the pack members faces.

"Who's it gonna be?" Embry asked.

"I've narrowed my selection down to two of you. And to make sure no one questions why the person who I select is Beta, the two of you are going to fight and the winner will be the Beta." Jacob smiled as the pack got excited.

Paul stood up. "Who are the two?"

Jacob smirked. Before he could answer, he turned his head to the door. "Someone's coming."

I listened and didn't hear anything, but lo and behold after a few seconds there was a knock at the door.

Jacob crossed the room and opened it. "Rachel? What are you doing here?" He smiled and hugged his sister.

As Jacob moved aside, she stepped in. "I said we'd be hanging out at some point, remember? Oh! Am I interrupting… something…?" Rachel looked at all of the guys in the living room.

"No. Just hanging out with the guys." Jacob stepped out from behind her and looked at us. When his eyes locked on to something, his jaw immediately dropped.

I followed his gaze and he was looking at Paul. I gasped when I saw Paul's expression. It was an expression I saw once before when I first met Jacob. The expression Jacob made when he imprinted on me. I looked at Rachel who had her hands over her heart. She took a slow, tentative step forwards.

Jacob slapped his hand to his face. "Oh crap…"