Aphenphosmphobia | Paul Lahote

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Sam and Madison stood facing each other. Sam's head in another world while Madison scowling as the boys who were making fun of Paul because of his statue.

"The pack, my pack we're-"

"I know," Madison cuts him off. "The Quileute tribe has been respected by my great ancestors. My great grandmother had explained to me in the journal that they only verge their packs together once when the Cullen's were hunting. But they soon separated due to all men egotistical minds, her words not mine. I can't form a pack when I don't have my other pack members. There's like twelve woman I have to wait for or maybe more. She also explained that she talked to Jacob's great-grandfather that the first female to shift of Stormy's pack were welcome on your pack under one condition — when the second female shifts the alpha departs herself from them and makes her own pack on the same land as well as Forks."

Sam ponders at the new information, how? He questioned himself, how was I not told about this? His brain racks back when he first shifted, when the Quileute man helped him and explained to him about him and his town, but no female pack was told at all. "I was never told about your pack. I was only fed with the information of my tribe."

Madison nodded as she sat down on the steps of the porch, Sam standing in front of her with his arms crossed over one another. "They weren't clarified if any of my people were going to shift. They knew about it, again, they thought it was just a myth. But I guess everything is not what it seems." She shrugs.

Sam nods, agreeing because he also thought they were myths until he shifted into a beast. "So conjoined packs?" He asks, narrowing his eyes at the small girl who was playing with the sleeves of her sweater.

She may have shifted but she's still afraid of the men around her.

Madison looked up at him, her eyes squinting as the sun was up bright and shining. "That is if you want to. All I know is that I have to be there for the next female."

"And do you know who it is?"

She nods. "Either Boyce Reed or Artemis Nao their ancestors were beta's before." A pause. "How do you do it? How'd did you go through that when no one knew you were going to shift?"

At this, Sam sat down next to her, not too close but not too far. "It wasn't easy. When I first shifted I wanted to kill myself as well, but at first, that anger was placed on the Cullen's because they were the reason why I shifted, but after I found Emily, my imprint — I focused on her and her only. As you know it's not gravity holding you down, it's her. She's been there for me since the very beginning, even after I dated her cousin, it was always her."

"It's not gravity holding me as well, but Paul." She quietly whispered. "You know what the funny thing is?"

Sam shook his head. "I was always afraid of Paul. Even before when I came down with my phobia. When I was little and I'll visit Amanda, I will shield my face with my hoodie until I was far away from him. I remember the first time I met him, I was playing on the sandbox when this kid ran up to me and smacked my face with a pie for April fools day but Paul saved me by shoving that kid in the sand." Both chuckle, along with the rest who were hearing the conversation.

"I guess I never paid attention to him until now, you know? I can't keep letting a man ruin a piece of me because I'm afraid. I'm not just a normal girl, a phobia is something you can't run off — it's there until we learn how to face it and it will soon be gone." She whispers the last part, looking ahead of her where the trees were swaying back and forth and the sun was making them look alive.

"You love him?"

At this question, she held her breath and counted as many Mississippi's until her heart was settle. She withdrew her breath and turned to look at him in the eyes, with a big smile plastered on her face.

"I think I do."

Word Count ; 742

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A U T H O R 'S N O T E

Two more chapters to go!! Thank you very much for supporting me with this. It's my first werewolf series so please don't judge me. I wrote this in order to get away from a heartbreak that can't be amended.