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Treasured

Summary:
Danni is just your typical shapeshifting werewolf teenage girl from New Hampshire. She's got friends, a family, and a pack of twelve that she would literally die for. But what happens when Danni takes off because she can't stand certain people anymore? banner


Notes:
Please read! My fist werewolf fanfict!


10. Chapter 10

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Greg arrived, skidding to a stop in front of Ryan, and we all stood and fell into ranks behind him. The La Push wolves were curious and Jacob was the worst, his mind kept repeating the same question over and over again.

What's going on? He thought for at least the thousandth time.

I was too focused on the coming fight to answer.

I could almost make out the shaggy, gangly form of Stark's wolf form heading towards us through the trees. His long shaggy dark brown coat covered in dirt and mud, and whatever he's eaten last.

I readied myself on Greg's left, Jared ready on his right, and I stared harder into the trees. I could make out the form of the gangly wolf now, and fear consumed me. Greg glanced at me one more time before steadying himself, ready for an attack. I watched as the La Push pack waited in ranks around the spot where Stark would walk through, they made a complete circle around the clearing, Jacob and Seth at either opening, ready to jump him when he entered.

Everyone in my pack knew that I still hadn't gotten over the whole attack yet, and that I still haven't gone back into that part of the woods because of it. His lanky form was getting closer, and finally he stepped through the clearing.

His dark, almost black, and sinister eyes went straight to me, and I growled and the murmur coursed through the entire pack, no one wanted Stark around at all.

I thought I heard some of your games coming from over here. His thoughts sneered, and I couldn't help but remember the days when I was in charge of teaching him how to fight and how that had backfired in my face less than a year later.

Greg was immediately on the defensive side and ready for a fight. I braced myself, fully focused on ripping the kid to pieces. Stark walked closer and closer to our pack, completely ignoring the La Push wolves and I couldn't help but wonder why, until he stopped directly in front of me.

Long time no see huh Danni. He thought, swinging his head from side to side, I hate to see you taking up ill posture when readying yourself for a fight like this, especially now. I would have thought you would have learned from your mistakes by now, but I guess I was wrong. He sneered again and I set my jaw, I knew where this conversation was headed, and I wasn't going down without a fight. I growled back at him.

Stark knew it too, and he lunged at me right when I had been expecting it, I leapt gracefully out of the way, avoiding his teeth by a foot and a half. He growled, and everyone's hair stood on end and their ears were pinned, but Greg called all of them off, explaining to them that it was just between me and Stark right now and that they could jump in whenever they needed to.

He turned easily, grinning, and I challenged him for another go at me, I promised no to leap away this time. His grin grew as he accepted the new challenge, thinking this was going to be easy. He lunged again and I raced out from underneath him. He growled.

You said you wouldn't move!

No, I said I wouldn't leap away, this time I darted. I said grinning now.

Before I finished the thought, Stark's form crashed into me, and I collapsed under his massive weight, I couldn't believe how scrawny he was, but he still weighed as much as Paul probably did. He sank his teeth into my shoulder and I yelped. That's when I hear the barks from Greg and felt about a thousand extra pounds pile on top of me. I could hardly breathe by the time all of them got off of me, Greg dragging a bloody Stark into the trees.

I laid there on the ground for a minute, catching my breath and trying to focus on the trees that seemed to sway before me. Someone walked over, and I tried to listen to what they were thinking, but I couldn't hear anything, it was a La Push wolf. I looked up to see a sandy head staring back at me, looking somewhat worried, probably because I hadn't gotten up yet.

"She's fine Seth." Greg said jogging back into the clearing before looking at me, "You are okay, right?"

I barked a laughed before grinning, if anyone, Greg should know when I was fine or not, he was just too much like an over protective older brother to not know that.

I shook my head and stood before shaking off the dead grass and dust that had landed on me during the fight before dashing off into the trees and phasing. It's been a long day, and I think I'll give my wolf a rest, for now.

I practically bounced back into the clearing once I had redressed myself for the third time already today. I only pulled half of my hair up, keeping it out of my face, and I was still surprised to see Seth waiting for me when I got back, but he was human now too. I smiled, and he beamed back.

I walked over and met him in the middle of the clearing, "So, what was the question you wanted to ask me back at the cliff?" I asked as we started walking back towards the beach.

Seth's eyes avoided mine; it seemed like he was embarrassed, almost, "I uh, wanted to ask you how long you've been a wolf?"

I laughed lightly, "Only for about three years, not too long. I was the second to join Greg's pack, Ryan, my older brother, was the first."

"Really? That must have been hard, you know, keeping that secret form everyone."

"It's wasn't really, the entire neighborhood knew about Greg, and our ‘tribe' has stuck together since the beginning, and so we all knew it was going to happen sometime. Ryan came home from school one day early because he felt really sick, and the nurse swore by his temperature that he should be dead, but you know how the transformation is."

I stretched while walking, and my back cracked. I sighed, it felt good to just walk for now, rather than have to run everywhere.

Seth sighed as we walked, and I really just wanted to get him talking again, but I didn't know how to start. After a couple of minutes, he turned to me, "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah, I haven't eaten since breakfast yesterday." I said finally able to remember the last time I ate.

"Wow, you've lasted a while, I'm surprised you haven't exactly collapsed from starvation, not even half the guys could last from lunch to dinner without eating something in between."

I shrugged, "I've gone longer, but I usually eat before the second day is up."

He laughed, and I nudged him in the side, it was the only part I could hit with my elbow, Seth must be like six feet tall. He nudged me back playfully.

We reached the beach then and my entire pack plus half of the La Push wolves were waiting for us. Greg's eyes met mine when he looked up from talking with Sam, and I smiled, he's always so over protective, especially now since Tyler imprinted on De. Tyler then spotted me and Seth and he looked a little angry, even with Delilah's hand in his. I smirked when I saw the anger pass across his face. If he was mad at me for talking with a La Push wolf, then this was going to be fun.

Cassi walked over to me, four slices of pizza in each hand, and handed me some. I smiled, "Thanks, I love take out."

She grinned, her eyes bright, "So, you and that Seth kid huh?"

I sighed, exasperated, of course I should know by now that Cassi thinks that I'm going to go out with every guy I talk to, "No. We were just talking, I barely even know him." I ate three slices of pizza in five bites.

"Okay, but you know I'll be right about someone."

"Cass, just because you were right about me and Tyler doesn't mean you're psychic."

She laughed, "I know, but still, you two would look cute together."