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Chapter Twenty-Three

A/N: Boop boop! Second chapter coming up!

Chapter Twenty-Three - Cute Tension

...a vampire?

What the fuck?

I know, right? What is a vampire doing in the pack house, let alone growling at me? I saw Connor come out from the kitchen and noticed me carrying our mate.

"Where are you taking her?" he asked casually, like there wasn't a vampire there.

"Uh, upstairs to her room? She needs the rest."

He nodded and walked to me.

"I'll take her. Papà will introduce you to the Cullens."

I hesitated for a bit before letting him take her. He walked up the stairs and left me alone down here with the bloodsucker. I reluctantly walked to the dining room to see another four vampires walk out from the kitchen, followed by the Elders. Mr. Anderson spotted me from the corner of his eye, "Oh, Jacob. You're back."

I looked at the vam-

Pale face!

...pale face sitting at the dining room snarling at me.

"Jacob," Mr. Anderson grabbed my attention, "This is Carlisle and Esme Cullen, former leaders of the Denali clan, Emmett and Rosalie, current leaders, and..."

He seemed to be a little hesitant with the messy hair one.

"Edward, Kara's...mate."

So, this is the vampire Kara said she went to meet this morning? Before I could say anything, I heard footsteps coming down from the staircase. Connor and the others arrived and he walked to his dad.

"Kara's resting right now. She looked hurt and I had Doc check up on her. She seems to have injured her shoulder so he treated her and gave her painkillers. She should be fine in the morning," he said while looking at me from the corner of his eye.

She looked fine to me. Why didn't she tell me she was hurt? How could Connor even tell that she was injured?

It's because of the spar, huh?

By now, Connor stood in front of me.

"What the fuck happened at her pack?"

He was almost a head taller. I looked up at him and he growled, wanting to get an answer.

"We met her Betas, Gammas, and both Chiefs. Part of the pack didn't believe that she could be an Alpha, so she sparred with her Chief Warrior. She won, but she must've got hurt sometime in the spar."

Another growl erupted from that Cullen dude. I winced a little but Connor didn't even flinch. He must be used to all this growling. He glared at me before sitting down at the table. Everyone sat and dinner was served. The bloodsuckers weren't eating at all, so they focused on making small talk, until one topic caught my attention.

"So, when can we sign the contract?" the blonde guy said.

What? Contract?

"Kara needs the rest. How about tomorrow?" Mr. Anderson asked.

"Of course, we need to go out of the borders to hunt at midnight, we'll come back tomorrow morning."

"Sure."

After dinner, Connor grabbed a tray of food for Kara and went upstairs. I was about to leave for my room when someone –with what? Ice for hands?– grabbed my shoulder and forcefully turned me around. It was that bloodsucker with the messiest hair possible.