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Help Her

Sequel to Protect Her, Love Her, Hold Her, Keep Her, From Her, With Her, Beside Her, and Near Her. Thirty years and three children later, Quil and Claire have settled down and settled in to their happy life together. But when an old enemy moves back into town and threatens a member of their family in a way no one could have predicted, how will they keep him safe?

I am SERIOUSLY running out of titles here. I'll need some suggestions when the sequel rolls around. So read the prequels. Please. Or else this will be extremely confusing.

3. Chapter 3

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He grinned and then, before I can react, disappeared into the forests. The woods closed beneath him. For only a second, there’s a hole in the bright leaves the size and shape of the hulking man, and then nothing.

Just the wind ruffling the pretty leaves, making a sound like whispers.

Leah walked to us, Quil still clinging to her hand—she never let him go anywhere alone. She was more than determined not to follow in my footsteps. Though it was understandable that with vampires in our midst she’d want him as close as possible—I for one am not letting Claire out of my sight until we deal with this.

“What the hell was that?” she snarled.

Emmett Cullen wanted to let us know he and his family are moving back here.”

“How thoughtful of him. Right. What are we doing?”

I took Quil’s hand. “Here, I’ve got him. You need to phase and go find Embry. He’s alpha. It’s his job. Besides, you and I are the worst negotiators on this earth.”

She nodded curtly and ran from the backyard. I could hear the howl as she slipped into the other side of the woods than the one Emmett had escaped into.

Claire stood, pulled me to my feet, and looked right at me. There were tears in her eyes, to my shock.

“What’s wrong?” I demanded. She sighed and wiped the moisture away, a little embarrassed, with the back of her hand.

“I was just… I’m worried about…”

“You don’t need to be afraid of them.”

“I know. I’m just a little afraid for the pack… and for you. I don’t want you to… to go off and fight and start phasing again. I know it’s your duty and everything but…”

“Claire. Sweetheart, I’m not going to phase. They aren’t a threat, not really. Just a clan of vegetarian vampires in uncomfortable proximity. Besides, there’s still Paul, and Seth, and Leah, and Embry, and Collin, and Brady… they can take care of themselves. Don’t worry.”

She smiled. “Good. You’re not going back to that?”

“Course not. I wouldn’t want you to outgrow me, would I?”

She rolled her eyes. “You’re still fourteen years older than me, Quil.”

“Well…” I searched idly for a comeback. “Do you care?”

“No. Not really. Come on, we’ll get the cake. We can have it cut before Leah gets back.”

“We’d better save her a piece.”

Her laugh was soft. “You think I don’t know better than to deny a werewolf food? I’ve been hanging around you long enough I should have picked up on that by now.”

“Sometimes I forget what you’re hiding behind that pretty face.”

She leaned forward for a soft kiss. Quil made a face. “Eeeewwww, Mom and Dad. Way eeeewwww.”

I laughed. “Someday, kiddo, you might not think it’s so gross.”

He raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

I changed the subject. “Anyway, come get cake, everyone!”

The party tramped inside, and we ate. Half the chocolate cake had been demolished when Leah tramped inside.