Loyalty

~Five~

Amelia leans against the doorframe as she watches Jared and Paul move the picnic tables where Emily wants them. Sam is busy cooking, while Embry hasn't gotten here yet. Jared and Paul have been complaining for a good ten minutes now. "Okay, I'm done," Paul says.

"Paul-" Emily starts snapping, but Paul cuts her off.

"We have moved this table like a billion times and half of those times wherein the same spots. Just picks a goddamn spot already." Amelia snickers as Emily glares at Paul.

"Paul, shut up and lift the goddamn table. We both know if you fight with Emily you'll lose." Jared hisses at him. Paul growls.

"Paul James Lahote." Emily begins, causing Paul to groan and walk back over to Jared and the table.

"I really hate Emily being in charge." Amy snickers as Paul and Jared move the table to the next spot Emily wants to try out, which is the spot they had moved the table to like five times.

"Hmm..." Emily says as she looks at it.

"Please just say it's good." Paul groans.

"Ty? Luna? Amy? What are your thoughts." Amy smirks.

"I think it should be over there." Amy points, causing Paul and Jared both to glare at her.

"Oh, I'm going to kill her." Paul mutters.

"Yeah, Amy's right. Pauley, move it over there." Luna smiles, causing Paul to clench his teeth to keep from snapping at his imprint.

"You two are horrible." Tyler laughs, causing Emily to smile.

"It's fun to watch them get worked up." Emily whispers to Tyler, causing Tyler to giggle.

"Jared, Paul, what are you two waiting for? Move it over there." Tyler says, causing Jared to groan and slam his head on the table. "Don't give yourself a concussion." The two lift the table again and begin to move it over to where the girls pointed out.

"Hey." They turn as Embry walks in the house.

"Hey, we're back here. We're having a cookout outside." Amy says as the girls move out of the way so that Embry can walk outside.

"Hey, Embry, we never got to introduce ourselves. I'm Tyler Ryans and this is Luna Littlesea." Tyler introduces. "Luna is in the pack with you and is Paul's imprint. I'm just Jared's imprint." Tyler smiles as Jared yelped.

"Ow, ow, ow." They turn and see Jared holding his foot. Amy begins to laugh.

"I think Jared hurt himself." Tyler rolls her eyes and walks over to him.

"Oh, stop being a baby." Embry looks at his feet, feeling a bit out of place in the obviously family like pack.

"Hey, you okay, Em?" Amy asks as she nudges him.

"I talked to my mom last night."

"About your dad?"

"Yeah."

"What did she have to say?"

"She told me he died before I was born and that he was Makah."

"So then she lied?"

"Yeah." Embry nods, a frown on his lips. "She lied straight to my face."

"I'm sorry, Em. I know it must suck."

"I think I want to know who I am, Am."

"You mean who's your brother."

"Yeah." Embry nods as the two look at Sam, who is busy watching Jared whining.