\\ chapter 8 \\

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I tie my hair back in a braid; I refuse to cut it short as Leah did. I'd rather deal with longer fur as a wolf and keep my long hair. I spend more time as a human than a wolf so my wolf can suck it up.

I have tried to refrain from phasing. I only phase when it's my turn to patrol; I won't admit it, and I hide my thoughts, but I don't want this life. I'm sure they all know that, but what they don't know is that I've been speaking with the council and they feel it's in my best interest to try and stop phasing. The pack is bigger than it'll ever need to be, they coped before me and so losing me won't have a drastic affect.

Paul has been... clingy. He patrols with me and Seth, keeps close to me and makes sure I'm doing okay. When we have days off he's there too, spending time with me and listening when I moan. It's been so nice to have a friend to talk to, plus there are added bonuses if you catch my drift. While neither of us want anything serious right now, we can't ignore our connection and our human nature... he's too damn freaking hot to waste!

I slip a white jumper with blue and red stripes on, pair it with some short shorts, before heading downstairs to eat. This fucking phasing shit has made my appetite grow beyond control, though mom loves the extra cooking and I know Emily doesn't mind. But it is a lot of mouths for both of them to feed. Hopefully it'll be one less soon.

"Hey pretty lady." Paul smirks as he chews on some cereal.

"You're so gross." I scrunch my face up and laugh, passing the couch he sits on and going to the kitchen. Mom's left over spicy chicken should so the trick.

I feel arms slide around my waist as I tap my hand on the counter waiting for the microwave to ding. "You saunter past me in those shorts and think you got away with it...?" Paul whispers as he nibbles my earlobe.

I smirk and bite my lip. "Mm sorry... didn't realise you were so easy."

He gasp playfully and tickles my sides as I shriek; were interrupted as Embry and Jacob walk in. "Can you stop with the PDA? You're my sister, I don't want to see my friends tongue down your throat." Embry grumbles.

"What, like this?" Paul smirks before he captures my lips in a deep kiss.

I laugh as I push him away, slapping him playfully. "Alright stop."

He smirks and grabs some of the pita bread I got out for me, kissing my cheek before he runs off. I roll my eyes and sit at the table, digging in just as Jacob sits beside me. I look at him as I chew. "Do I have something on my face?" I mutter.

He laughs and shakes his head. "No.. I just... I want you to meet Renesmee. And the Cullens."

I choke on some rice as my eyes widen, staring at him. I sip my water. "WHAT!?"

He laughs. "C'mon, they're not as bad as you think."

"Jacob, the legends say we're enemies for a reason, and they're the reason I'm this way. No." I say as I push the food around my plate. "Plus Bella and her creepy sister are enough for me, thanks."

Jacob sighs. "They aren't the cause of any of this, Robby; no one is." He touches my hand and I shove him away. "Look, Seth will be there, I'm going, Leah will be, even Paul is. Suck it up."

Paul's going? He hates the bloodsuckers more than me even; they stink, they're arrogant, they have no consideration for other forms of life. I don't want to go spend the day with them, how ridiculous! And Leah? She's just as full of hatred.

"Now eat up, and lets to." Jacobs usual smile comes back as he kisses my head and leaves.

I look at Paul. "Were you going to tell me!?"

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