Chapter 1- The Mind's Eye

Disclaimer: As awesome as it would be, I don't own any of these characters. They all come from the brilliant mind of Stephanie Meyer.

Summary: What happens when a wolf sees a certain girl in one's mind? Is it an imprint, or not? Will Jealously rear it's ugly head and blur the lines of friendship. Or will Understanding reign? ...And will Bella find her heart with a wolf that she never saw coming, or hush the call of Want, Love, and Trust? Rated M for violence, swearing, and future lemons.

It's a short first chapter. However, I'm already working on chapter 2, and I can promise you that it will be a long one lol.

Sam's POV, Phased:

Jacob! You have to calm down.

Holy fuck, man! What do you mean 'calm down?' I have fucking paws! - Jacob

He won't stop pacing back and forth. He looks like a man, or rather, a wolf gone mad; looking for his lost marbles on the forest floor. Thank Taha Aki that I decided to pay the Blacks a somewhat planned, albeit impromptu visit. It was obvious to all of us that Jacob would Phase soon. Paul, Jared, Embry, and I, as well as the council members all saw the signs…The overt sudden temper; accompanied with tremors, clenched fists, and a mouth peeled back so far that it could already be construed as a snarl. Put that together with the inexplicable huge growth spurt, and BAM! Shapeshifter Central.

(FLASHBACK)

I'd intended to come over merely to talk with Billy Black about his son's impending Phase, but something must have upset Jacob before we arrived. (I had Jared and Paul come along with me, and put Embry on patrol, for collateral. Not that I can't handle the situation. But when it comes to that first transformation, it take more than one Alpha to calm the newest packmate. I really had my hands full when Paul phased, and it was Numero Uno.) We breached the threshold of the house just in time to see Jacob standing over his father, tremors rolling off of his hulking form as he stared him down. Immediately I ordered my pack brothers to pull him outside. Before Jacob could even register that we were there, Jared was out the door, and Paul and I yanking him towards the tree line.

"Get off of me! What is your problem?"

"No, Jacob. We're trying to help you."

"No. You, get the hell off of me!"

Paul- the paragon of anger, patience, and impatience all rolled into one, yells over Jacob's bellowing animalistic roar. "Shit man. Calm the fuck down, before I make you!"

He's vigorously struggling against our grasp, while Jared looks on, awaiting my Alpha signal.

"Jared. We need to move this along." I throw an austere nod his way, eyes locked on eyes. His understanding is spot-on, and in an instant, he's in action.

Arm pulling back, then jutting forward, he strikes. A powerful punch to his almost-brother's face. And again. And again. This is the most painful, but thankfully quickest thing that we ever have to do to our packmates.

It doesn't take long before we can sense the imminent phase. Jared halts his assault as we let go, quickly taking a few advancing steps past Jacob.

There he was. Jacob, the wolf.

(END OF FLASHBACK)

Jacob. The legends are true. We can talk more about this, explain everything. But first you have to calm down. You need to phase back.

Thank you Captain Obvious! The legend's have to be true. Look at me! Look at us! I'm a frickin' wolf! ..Shit. I don't know how, Sam.- Jacob

Just think of something that makes you happy. And not candy-canes-on-rainbows-happy. Something that makes you happy in your heart. Something relaxing. -Jared

Slowly, but vividly. Jacob paints us a mental picture of Bella Swan, the Chief of Police's daughter. He relaxes. Now back in human form, lying naked on the woodland floor, he's as naked as the day he was born.

"Jared. Run inside and talk to Billy. Hurry and grab a pair of Jacob's shorts while you're in there…Jared?"

Paul pipes in. "Dude. Snap out of it. What's wrong with you?"

Jared doesn't even seem to register any of it. With his head tilted slightly downward, his eyes shift back and forth in earnest contemplation. Swallowing thickly, only one word passes his lips. In a whisper, he releases a breath…

"Bella…"

Oh, man.