I had been running through the woods, on my patrol. It was close to dawn, I was beat tired. I growled at Sam, mentally bitching at his precautions. Him and Jacob, ugh, they're two of a kind. Old biddies forever worrying about their "people". There are more than enough of us out right now I griped to Seth.

He agreed with me though, he just didn't want to admit it. Hey that isn't it. He replied, and if I was in my human form, I totally would've scoffed.

Yeah you would've. He thought, mentally rolling his eyes.

I'm beat, I groaned, excuse me for living.

You're excused. He said, a smirk obviously present in his thoughts. I sighed. Things had gotten easier since I joined Jacob's pack. I didn't have to worry about Sam, though his presence in La Push sucked. I was considering moving up to Port Angeles. You know mom, she'd miss you. I was once again reminded of Seth's presence in my mind, and not the only one at that.

I did snort then, a strange animalistic sound to my ears, you know mom is as tough as a Viking. My lips twitched, forming a sort of wolf like grin. This was quickly wiped off my face by a sharp scent assaulting my extra sensitive nose. Vampire.

Seth and I howled at the same time exactly and without a second thought, veered direction for the source of the smell.

As we crashed through the underbrush and charged through the trees I felt truly at home. Though the role of the pack was predominantly male, it was where I belonged and I knew that.

I froze. His eyes, the purest gold I have ever seen… His skin, the very color of the temperature…icy. I was shifting, it was like being dizzy but having one thing that didn't shift…and that was him, he wasn't shifting…he was there, and beautiful.

I couldn't take my eyes off him.

Oh…SHIT was the only thing I heard from the pack, from my brother more specifically.

But I still hadn't snapped out yet… because he was the only thing I saw. He was the only thing that I could see.