Astrophile (Paul Lahote)

forty one

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Carter leaned back against Paul's chest as they laughed at Jared and Leah bickering over a hotdog and Carter tilted her face upwards, smiling as Paul placed a peck on her lips. 

“Ew! Get a room!” Seth protested and Paul rolled his eyes, leaning forward to hit the back of his head, causing the younger boy to pout. 

They turned to face the driveway as the familiar sound of Jake’s car pulling up was heard. The pack watched as Jacob and Bella emerged. Leah sighed loudly, rolling her eyes at the sight of the pale brunette, “great.” she muttered

When Jacob offered to invite Bella to the council meeting, there had been many protests from some of the pack members, mainly Leah and Paul who believed that their history should stay solely between the tribe members. However, the argument quickly ended when Jacob’s dad and Carter’s parents agreed to let her sit throughout. 

Paul side-eyed Bella, tightening his hold on Carter but stayed quiet, not trying to pick a fight with her. Carter glanced at her, watching Seth approach the pair, talking cheerfully. 

The pack settled down as the elders finally came to sit around the bonfire. Carter snuggled closer into Paul's chest as Leah settled next to her, Jared on her other side. 

Billy stared into the bonfire as he began, “The Quileutes have been a small tribe from the beginning, but we have always had magic in our blood. We were great spirit warriors; shape-shifters who could transform into powerful wolves. This enabled us to scare off our enemies and protect our tribe,” Carter looked into the fire, watching intently as she pictured the story.

“One day, our warriors came across a creature,” the pale man stood confidently, his long hair covering most of his face. The tribe members, stepped closer, curiously eyeing the strange man in front of them, “he looked like a man,” their eyes fell to his feet, where two bodies lay. The bodies of their tribe members. 

“But its skin was as hard as stone and cold like ice,” she watched the shifter yell in anger, not wasting a second before he shifted, rushing up to the Cold Man and grabbing him, he tried to bite the creature, only to be thrown off effortlessly. 

The man turned just in time to see the other wolf rushing towards him, his jaw wide open, ready to bite, “our warrior's sharp teeth finally tore it apart, but only fire could completely destroy it. The tribe lived in fear, that the Cold Man was not alone, and they were right.” 

The raven-haired woman snarled as she grabbed a woman by her throat, lifting her into the air and tossing her to the side like a rag doll, “she took her vengeance out on the village.”

The whole village was in chaos, huts burning as the tribe members tried to escape the woman’s wrath, “our elder chief Taha Aki, was the only spirit warrior left to save the tribe after his son was killed,” the couple sat over their son’s lifeless body, his mother sobbing hysterically as the chief shook in anger, yelling loudly as he got up. He ran towards the pale woman, shifting midway as he attacked her. 

“Taha Aki’s third wife could see that he would lose. She was no magical being, she had no special powers but one,” the woman grabbed the knife from her son’s hand, straightening up as she positioned it against her stomach, “courage.” she plunged the knife into her skin and the cold woman snarled, distracted by the scent of her blood. She pushed the wolf away, stalking towards the wife, but she failed to see the wolf regain his senses. He wasted no time in lunging towards the woman, his teeth burrowed deep into her glass-like skin.