Certain Things || L.C.

Chapter Thirteen

September 7th, 2006

"Sam is going to kill you."

Jacob's words seemed to ring throughout the air, Conner's eyes trained on the tree line where the wolf had retreated. Seconds ticked by, his gaze unwavering as the inevitable sank in. Shit was about to hit the fan, no doubt about it. They were now all in danger, he suspected, sure that the treaty would mean little to nothing to the pack once the news broke out.

Warm fingertips brushed against his stiff shoulder, breaking his gaze. His eyes turned to Leah, jaw clenching as he took in the sight of his wife, belly swollen with his unborn child. The last thing he would have ever wanted was to hurt anybody in the pack, but he knew that if anyone were to threaten the people he loved most, his sister, his wife, his child, he would not hesitate to do whatever it was he needed to do to protect.

Conner's hand reached upward, gently grasping Leah's palm in his own, bringing it to his lips, leaving a cool kiss to the blazing skin. "He's right." He muttered, looking deep into her eyes. "Things are going to get a lot more complicated here soon." He said.

A deep frown etched itself onto Leah's face, "I won't let them touch you." She said sternly.

Conner shook his head at her words. "You, Bella, and the babies are the priorities here, not me." He stated, head whipping around to the direction Jake had ran off to, an earsplitting howl ripping through the air. A horrible feeling sink into his cold chest

Turning on his heal, he lead Leah back inside the glass home to discuss the inevitable fight that would be heading their way soon. The conversation was in full swing by the time they made it back to the living room, all of the pale faces, etched with worry. They were a powerful group, no doubt about it, but the likelihood of being able to make it out of this with everyone alive was very slim and they all knew it.

Dread began to take over Leah's mind as the reality of the situation began to sink in. Would she really be able to face her brothers in a fight to the death if that was what it came down to? She knew the answer would be yes, because at the end of the day, protecting her imprint was what she would always choose, but that didn't mean that she would ever be able to forgive herself for hurting anybody else that she loved in the process.

Her heart ached as her thoughts continued racing on. Not only her pack brothers, but Seth too. Tears pricked her eyes as she pictured his face, the little brother that despite her teasing she loved with all of her heart. She knew deep down that if he were to get hurt in all of this that she wouldn't be able to cope. First her father, and now Seth? She couldn't be responsible for two of her loved one's deaths.

The conversation hadn't been going on for longer than ten minutes when footsteps came quickly approaching from the woods, Edward and Conner speeding to the balcony to see who the visitors were. Jacob's figure appeared from the tree-line, Seth not far behind.

"Get ready." Jake said ominously, a cold look covering his face. "They're coming for Bella and Leah." He said, the words ringing in Conner's ears.

Conner stepped forward, determination clear in his voice. "They're not going to touch them."

"Agreed." Jake said bluntly. 

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Jake sat on the edge of his seat, the many stone faces surrounding him, hanging onto his every word as he spoke. "Sam's lost the element of surprise, and he doesn't want to take you on outnumbered, so he's not going to come at you head on." He explained. "He's got the place surrounded and he'll wait for his opportunity." He continued.

Leah looked up to her imprint's amber eyes, squeezing their intertwined hands as her fingers began to shake slightly. The fear of what was to come beginning to overwhelm her.