Hills to Forks (Stiles Stilinski x Embry Call) **Discontinued For Now**

Serious Talks (Part Three)

The next morning, was the usual pack breakfast.

Oh, things did so not go well...

Stiles sat beside Embry and across from Sam, Jared and Paul were still on patrol along with Seth and Leah which only left Jacob, who was still sleeping and Derek who was God knows where because Stiles sure as hell didn't.

Breakfast was met with silence and it wasn't one of those comfortable enjoying the food silences although the food was fantastic as always, thank you, Emily.

No, this silence was awkward and soul-crushing.

Stiles knew Embry would have a hundred questions about Edward, which meant Sam would probably also have a hundred questions. And right now he would've been relieved if one of them just asked him already, but they wouldn't.

And so, more silence ensued.

Stiles tapped his fingers against the side of the table out of nervous, ADHD habit, and another minute past before he gave up and dropped the muffin he was quietly chewing.

"Okay, what's going on?" he asked, but it was somewhere between a growl and a squeak.

The sudden sound had Embry jumping slightly before shifting uncomfortably while Sam just looked up from his plate a set look of expressionless gracing his face.

"What?" Embry asked, "What do you mean?"

Stiles glanced to the side, "I get why you're like this we still have to talk... about a lot of things," he then set his sight forward to the alpha, "but you, why are you like this?"

Sam shared a look with Embry before sighing and pushing his plate away from him.

A werewolf with a loss of appetite this can't be good.

"You know Edward Cullen?" maybe it was meant to be a question but it came out of Sam's mouth more like a statement.

Stiles looked at Embry for a second before hesitantly nodding.

"Yeah, I do. He saved our pack from hunters back in Mexico then he politely escorted us home and helped us with a berserker problem.. technically it was also a jaguar problem but-"

"Stiles," Sam sighed in aggravation cutting him off.

"What?"

"You're considered pack," Sam stated. "Not only because I know you're Embry's imprint but because you've become a part of our family."

"I know, Sam," Stiles said his words soft as if he were trying to convey his gratitude and admiration through just a tone.

"And because of that, I don't want you to go near any of the Cullens it's too dangerous-"

"Oh, I already met them last night," Stiles shrugged his nonchalantness of the situation catching the two wolves off guard for a second.

"What?!" Sam exclaimed in clear anger.

"Why? Are you okay? I swear to God... Did that leech force you? Did he hurt you?" Embry rushed out the questions in obvious concern.

"Because I wanted to meet the family Bella has grown so attached to," Stiles said answering the first question, "and yes, I'm fine. Actually, funny thing, Edward didn't really want me going because of the pack-"

"Of course he didn't!" Sam growled. "Why would you willingly go with them like that Stiles? They could have hurt you, that was beyond dangerous they're vampires."

"I can take care of myself, Sam," Stiles shot back getting slightly annoyed now.

"Does Derek know?" he immediately asked and Stiles frowned but he didn't know why before quickly shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders.