Chapter 34

***Amy's P.O.V.***

     "Oooh uhm....no, go ahead," I say to them.

     Not really sure how this is gonna go.... but allllrighty then.

     Tia sat down on the very edge of the log and Christian's sister sat down in between us.

     "I don't even know what he sees in her," Tia hisses at Christian's sister, while crossing back her arms and then her legs.

     "That's when you talk and actually try to get to know her, duhh," Christian's sister said, then turns back to me with a welcoming smile, "Hi! My name is Chelsea, no need to introduce yourself Amy. Christian talks about you more than he use to talk about himself, and do you know how much that was?" She asked, crossing her legs and placing a fist under her chin, waiting for my answer.

     I go to open my mouth.

     "A whole lot let's just say that!" She finishes with a innocent smile before I could even speak, then scoots closer to me with curiosity gleaming in her yellow eyes, "So you're new, and a human, and you don't find this whole situation just...ya know...a little weird?"

     My brows creased together, "Situation?"

     She nods, "Uhm yeah, you do realize that we're werewolves right? I know damn well that if I was a human and my boyfriend told me he was a wolf, I'd be freaking the fuck out!"

     I couldn't help but laugh, "You know, I don't think I've had enough time to process it all yet. But so far, it's just all.... new to me."

     She smiles and nods her head, "I can imagine.... And don't worry or take it personally about our mom, she's just a natural bitch towards everyone. And she does a lot of petty shit when stuff doesn't go her way, so be prepared. Sending this bitch down from Cali is just the beginning. Fair warning."

     Tia gasped, super surprised that Chelsea was talking about her like that, and in front of her to. She stares daggers at her.

     And I may or may not have just found me another friend.

     I looked down at my hands, "I'm sure she's just trying to protect and do what she thinks is best for the pack."

     "Hold your head up when you're talking to people girl. You ever try to hold your head down while talking to any member's of this pack, they're gonna take you as a joke," she ordered in a friendly type of way, lifting my head up with her hand.

     "But yes I agree, she is doing what she thinks is best for the pack.... Sometimes though, even what she thinks is best for the pack, may not be what's best for the pack," Chelsea told, taking a bite of the smores she had in her hand.

     "I think you're just wasting your time with him," Tia finally spoke, looking directly at me with disgust, then turns her attention to Chelsea, "And I don't think you should be talking about your own mother like that, especially around her."

     "Well it's a damn good thing I could give two shits about what you think," Chelsea says with a smirk, then rolls her blue eyes at Tia before completely turning her back on her.

     Tia squinted her eyes at Chelsea, "I can see that I'm not welcomed."

     "Well it's a bout damn time you see this, next time, could'ya maybe get the hint a little bit quicker than this?" Chelsea says with a whole lot of attitude and sass.

     Tia sticks her nose up in the air and stands to her feet, then turns an icy glare at me, "You should be ashamed of making Christian choose between the pack, and you. He wouldn't have to do that if I was with him!"

     Choose? Are they going to make him choose between the pack and me?

     "Yeah, bye Felicia!" Chelsea says, flipping her the bird as Tia storms off, then smiles widely at me, "I wouldn't be too concerned about her either. She's all talk and very little action."

     I laughed lightly, "I'm guessing you two don't have a very good relationship to being with?"

     She shakes her head no, "Nah, that bitch smashed my sand castle at the beach one time, never liked her since," she says honestly, staring off into the distance, and possibly reminiscing the painful incident.

     I give her a small smile before bending down to pick up Ian, I lay his head on my shoulders, "I think I'm just gonna go put him where the rest of them are."

     She smiles and nods her head. I leave the bond fire and walked back into the house through the backdoor. I was just about to walk through the door where the other children were sleeping. When I heard voices coming from the other room across the hallway.

     "Son! I wasn't done talking with you!" I hear Christian's dad say.

     "I don't wanna hear it anymore dad! I'm not you, I just can't do that to her, I wont!" Christian growls.

     I jumped in fright as the sound of something slamming on a desk was heard coming from the room, almost making me bust through the door just to make sure everyone was alright.

     "I did what I had to do to keep my pack safe! And guess what!? It worked! This is not the son I raised you to be! I taught you to put your pack first and a mate second! You think I wanted to give up my own human mate!?" His father yells, "You think I wanted to be mated with your mom! Instead of being mated with my own true mate! No! I did what I had to do in order for this pack to be safe, in order for her to be safe!"

     It was quite for a moment, before Christian spoke, "That was your mate and your decision father, this ones mine."

     I quickly decided that I didn't want to hear anymore. So I went into the children's sleeping room. I lay Ian down next to Jennifer and go to the only window in here.

     Looking down at the people still enjoying the bond fire, I couldn't help myself but feel so out of place here. Yes the people have only shown me kindness so far, but how long will that last? How long until someone gets hurt because of me, because I'm here?

     My heart started thumping loudly in my chest when my mind started to go 90 to nothing.

     Should I leave if I'm causing this much trouble for the pack? No! I shouldn't be thinking about leaving, I could never leave Christian. But what if I really do bring more cautious and destruction to this pack? Could it easily be avoided just by me staying away? No! Come mind, I shouldn't be thinking like this! But what about what Tia said?

     Would he eventually have to choose between the pack and me? If I don't meet their standards of being a Luna, would they make him leave me? What!? NO! Quit thinking like this!

     But what if something horrible happens to the pack because of me!? I don't think I could handle something like that on my conscience. What if they want to get rid of Christian as an Alpha because he chooses me over them? I don't want that to happen either, not after working so hard his whole life just to get to this point. He's a good leader and cares deeply about this pack from what I've heard. He should not have to be even worried about choosing between the pack and me.

     I jump when I felt a pair of lips go on the back of my neck, and big warm arms wrap around my waistline.

     "What are you doing in here?" Christian asked, kissing my right shoulder.

     I smiled and continued to stare out the window, "Just came up here to put Ian with the rest of my gang."

     He moved all of the hair from my right shoulder and started lightly assaulting my neck is sweet little kisses.

     "I hope that you had fun today Princess, you know, besides all the unwelcomed surprises," he spoke softly against my skin.

     I smiled and turned myself around in his arm's, while laying my own on top of his shoulders, "I always have a good time when I'm with you."

     He smiles while pulling me tighter in his arm's, "You make me happy."

     I couldn't help but laugh, "Alright then, that was random, but I'll take it."

     He chuckles and leans down to press his lips against mine, and just like that. The world around me cease to exist, and all of the problems and worry was shoved out of the window in my mind.

     With this kiss I felt like I could conquer anything, that we could conquer everything. Together.

**3 Week's Later**

     I was walking up the stairs of the basement from doing laundry, with a basket full of clean clothes on my hip. The kids were in bed and this is my only free time to catch up on it.

     The past three weeks have been nothing but exhausting! Between Mr.Rogers leaving me alone with the little ones more than usual, and learning to be a Luna for the pack. I barely have enough to take a shower!

     Luckily I have Chelsea by my side for the Luna lessons part, or I'm pretty sure I would've called it quits. Cause nobody was willing to help teach me. Christian's mother refused for obvious reasons, and nobody else really knew how to run a pack. So that left me with Chelsea, the Luna's daughter. But I gotta be honest, I didn't realize how much planning and organizations goes into running such a large pack.

     Like food supplies!

     One day Christian was showing me how to order a big food truck order for the families of the pack. He told me before he had to go, that all I had to do was order 1000 of everything, EVERYTHING, and type in the address. So that's what I did, and I may or may not have accidentally sent it to the wrong address. Or the training room, where everyone goes to train together. I accidentally dropped a dumbbell on Bryce's foot, and when I went to go pick it up. My ass bumped into a person, and like a domino effect. Each person bumped into one another until the last guy had a dumbbell in his hands working out with it. And he may or may not have fell back and broke the big long glass mirror against the wall behind him.

     That was pretty embarrassing.

     I felt really bad because everytime I would try my hardest, I would always end up screwing it up and Christian would end up getting the worst of it. A 3 hour long fight with his parents because of my mistakes.

     Because of me, he's been fighting with his parents more and more. I can see that it's affecting him, I can tell that this family has always been close to one another.

     And me being there all the time was starting to become a problem to them. A problem that was starting to wedge it's way in between them, and break the relationship between his parents and him apart.

     He tells me all the time not to worry about it, that his parents should accept his mate no matter who she is.

     I couldn't help it though, I felt guilty at times, and then at other times I completely agree with him. I don't know! I hate when my mind goes all over the place.

     Ugh! I really hope I get the hang of it soon.

     Making it to the top of the stairs I closed the door and turned back around. I gasped lightly before dropping the load of laundry on the ground.

     "Miss me?" Justin asked startling me half to death before slamming me up against the door I just closed, hold a sharp knife to my neck.

     "Justin, what are you doing here?" I asked, my heart dropping to my stomach as he pressed the knife into my neck.

     He smiles and leans his forehead against mine, moaning softly, "Ooh I've missed you saying my name, say it again Amy."

     Tears were on the verge of my eyes as I stayed silent, but this causes him to smile.

     "What's the matter Amy, you don't look too happy to see me," he teased, moving his face into my neck and inhales deeply, "God I've missed you."

     I shoved him off of me, making him stumble to the ground. I make a run for the stairs.

     "Ooh no you don't!" He growls, getting up to chacing after me.

     I made it as far as the livingroom before Justin tackle me to the ground face first. I go to lift him off of me, that's when I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. Sending me to the ground once again.

     He flips me onto my back and stood over me, "You've had your fun of whoring around! How could you let that asshole touch you!? How could you let him have what's mine!?"

     "Just -"

     He slaps my cheek with all his might, then sits down on me and punches the side of my face repeatedly until he was satisfied.

     "YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST GET OVER ME LIKE THIS!?" He asked, standing up to his feet, then kicking my lower stomach as hard as he could, "I (Kick!) FUCKING (Kick!) LOVE YOU!!"

     I moaned in pain as he sits himself on top of my legs while holding the knife up above me with two steady calm hands.

     "Justin wait please!" I start to beg weakly.

     The demonic look he had glazed over his once kind eyes were that of a killers.

     "YOU DON'T WANNA BE WITH ME!!??" He roars out, viciously grasping my jaw painfully, "YOU WANNA GO AND BE WITH HIM!? UH!? YOU WANNA BE WITH HIM!?"

     Tears were rolling down the sides of my face, "Justin pl- (Slap!)"

     "SHUT UP! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANYMORE LIES OUT OF YOU!" He roars, holding the knife back up above me once again, a look of obsession and determination in his eyes, "If you don't want to be with me in this life, I'll see you in the next."

     And with all his might, he brought the knife down and sliced it through my skin.