Well hello my gorgeous readers! I am back again with a new Twilight idea at hand. Since this is my third snow day in this dang blizzard I came up with this idea while trying to stand on my head (kidding, I don't have that type of balance). Anyways, I hope you enjoy the new story about one of my sexiest werewolves around.

Come with me, into the trees…we'll lie on the grass and let the hours pass.

"Stripped" By Shiny Toy Guns

The cold soil crunched under my boots with every step I took. I let out a hard breathe and watched it disappear into a cloud before me. I walked toward the sun as it began its way into the sky casting colors only God could create. My hands tightened on the straps of my large duffel bag on my shoulders as I neared the sounds and smells on humans. I paused before the trees cleared my brown eyes searching through the brush; I swallowed hard and pushed through the trees. I looked down at the small steep hill before and followed it to the long winding road next to a sign that said "Welcome to the Quileute Reservation". Under those words was what I could guess the same greeting in their native language.

A boom of thunder rose above me and I quickly craned my neck to look up at the sky. My eyes danced over the sky as the clouds began to darken before me. With a flash of lightning the rain began to pour down pounding against me and almost instantly soaking my gray top to my body. I closed my eyes letting the rain cool my body.

Alayla!

My eyes shot open as another boom of thunder made the Earth quiver. I shook my head making the thought whither back into the deep confines of my mind. I looked back to the now slick grassy hill and made my way slowly down it til I finally was on the road. I turned toward the sign and began to make my way into the town remembering the directions I had studied a thousand times.

The wind made the trees quiver and the rain hit me harder but I continued on. I gave a light chuckle that maybe the land didn't want me here but I had been ordered here. Several cars zoomed past me and down the street honky that I was so close to the lane that I could get hit by a car.

I finally made it to a place where houses were littered everywhere and even a few stores here and there. My eyes studied each buildings wooden exterior making them cabins. I huffed again watching breathe from my body still puff out in clouds. I finally paused before a rather large wooden building with a sign attached "Quileute Historian Society".

I opened the door and slid in shaking my wet raven black hair out of my face. The building was fairly warm and smelled of cedar. My eyes studied the pictures of the fellow Natives looking strong in warrior garb. I paused before a picture of a wolf and studied it for a minute noticing its human eyes. I gave a small chuckle but stopped when I smelled the scent of a woman stepping in.

I turned to her and she gasped lightly startled at my appearance. I'm sure I was a sight to see with the tattoo that rose along my right arm and the long pink scars along my left. My gray shirt and black shorts matted to my body and my brown boots laced to my feet with my large duffel bag on my back. My brown-almost black- eyes and my raven hair that went to the small of my back. My eyes met hers and darted to the three long scars on her face too quickly for a human to notice.

"I, I", she stuttered on her words obviously intimidated by my appearance. The door flew open behind her a tall Native man came rushing in growling at me pulling the woman to his chest. I studied them and new immediately they were mated. I bowed my head in submission meaning no harm to the man.

"Who are you", he growled out and I raised an eyebrow before revealing a smile that probably startled the woman due to my pointed canines.

"I am here to see Billy Black", I answered my slight accent appearing. He continued to quiver until the sound of squeaking wheels came behind him.

"Calm down Sam, she means no harm", my eyes went to find a long haired man in a wheel chair. A cowboy hat sat on his head and he gave me a friendly smile. I bowed my head to him in respect for the Elder of the Quileute.

"But her scent", he began with confusion.

"Is merely there to keep me undetected by vampires I apologize", I said with a calm façade as I took a deep breath and lifted the scent revealing my true natural one. He visibly relaxed but still held his mate tight to his chest. She watched me with childlike curiosity.

"Sam, call the others; they all need to hear this", he tried to bring Emily with him but Mr. Black stopped him. "She is safe Sam, Miss Cardea will not harm her", I cringed from hearing my last name but nodded agreeing with his statement. He gave one more fleeting glance to his mate before disappearing out of the room.

"Please call me Alayla or Alesti which ever you do before, sir", I told him respectfully.

"Well Alayla, I'm sure you'd like to get out of those wet clothes; Emily please show her somewhere she can change", Emily nodded her pigtails bouncing. She motioned for me to follow and I did obediently trying to keep pace with her so I didn't frighten her anymore then I probably did.

"I'm Emily Young", she said quietly after a few moments of quiet.

"I am Alayla Aphrodite Cardea", I told her with a gracious nod as she opened the door to a small room. She nodded and stood across from the door as I closed it. I pulled off my duffel bag then my shirt revealing a black satin bra. I unclasped my bra allowing it to fall to the floor revealing my whole back. A huge back tattoo of an angel flying upward with a sword at hand covered my back with five thin pink scars marred the artwork. I pulled on a gray bra and a black camisole with a purple v-neck shirt. I peeled my pants and underwear off. I pulled on matching gray underwear and tight black pants before yanking on knee high black leather boots.

I didn't look up once at the mirror near the door as I adjusted the small cross necklace on my neck. I ran my fingers through my hair before pulling it into a ponytail. I wrapped all my clothes together and shoved into the top of the duffel bag pulling it back on my back. I opened the door revealing a twitching Emily Young. I could sense her apprehension towards my unannounced presence. I knew my kind could be a rather overwhelming species to share a space with.

"Please come along", she whispered and I followed her along into a rather large room with a table with three chairs. Three older people sat in the chairs, obviously being the Elders. I only knew who Billy was; behind them stood all whom I presumed were the shape-shifters. A few females stood before them most likely being their mates.

Emily rushed quickly to the man Sam's side. I set my duffel bag down near the door and made my way toward the Elders. I stopped a few feet away noticing the tense stances of the wolves ready to attack me if needs. The older man next to Billy studied me with obvious disgusted for my existence; I could understand his dislike. The older woman looked at me sadly studying the scars that marred my olive skin. The room was dead silent all of them studying me waiting to see if I could cause harm.

"Hello", I greeted my accent making my voice huskier than usual. Few of the women shifted and I could hear their hearts pick up.

"You may begin will why you are here", snapped the older man with a hard gaze. My eyes quickly turned to him and I felt his breath stop from the true strength of my dark eyes.

"Of course Elder", I said bowing my head to him in respect. "First may I introduce myself, I am Alayla Aphrodite Cardea; I am from Greece", I nodded to all the people behind the elders. "Due to the elevated death toll of humans by, presumably, vampires my organization has taken it upon themselves to come and evaluate the situation to assure if help is needed or not".

"What organization", asked the man Sam and I came to the realization his was the Alpha of the pack.

"Well Alpha we simply go by the name Priapus, whom was the God of Protection in Greek mythology", I answered him. He looked surprised that I knew his rank within the pack.

"Who said we needed your help, for decades we have protected this world without the help from your organization and we especially don't need help from your kind", spat out the old man again. Billy placed a hand on his shoulder to stop him from going any farther.

"I understand your apprehension towards my kind sir but I am not like many of my kind", he snorted and put up his nose to me.

"You all are the same, I've heard stories of the wars you have had all across this world, destroying human kind and creating heartache for all different creatures", he glared at me with true hate and I stared back with no dislike towards the man. I knew why he hated my kind, we were not one's to be loved but to be feared that was why we were created.

"I'm sure you know just as well as I, sir; that sometimes stories are just stories", I turned back to Billy taking a deep breath. "My General ordered an immediate evaluation of the situation to assure that this case is being handled well, our main goal is to assure far less casualties and stop the Vampire's Royal Guard to not intervene causing a possible annihilation of the Quileute shape-shifters", my eyes met with the Alpha and the mates tightened their holds on their men obviously fearing for them. "I am not here to intervene with how you live your lives, I am here to do my job and will do my best to stay out of your way; I am not in control of whether the evaluation happens or not I am just doing my job", I stated in a monotone voice waving my hands to make a point.

"And if we don't want the help", my eyes turned to the other with his slightly longer hair and bigger stature then most of them.

"Then my organization will have no choice but to take over with force", most of them snarled at my words but I still kept up my calm façade. "Our goal is to serve and protect the human race from destruction", I said in a quieter voice. "I could have very well done this without informing you but I thought as a sign of respect, and hopefully, beginning of an ally between the Quileute and the Priapus", the room went quiet as I spoke. "I do not require any sort of service just that I am allowed to do my job to my most efficient quality and none of your shape-shifters attack me; I'd like to make this as painless as possible", I could see they all were thinking.

"We would like some time to think about this request before we go any further", I nodded to Billy expecting that answer. "For the time being we have a small cabin you may stay at", I waved my hand at him before giving him a small smile.

"Now required Mr. Black I can take care of myself, I thank you for your time", I bowed my head to all of them again before briskly lifting up my bag and disappearing from the room.

End of a very long chapter, I have to say I'm proud I wrote so much. I was still feeling I had a little writer's block when I was writing this but now my brain is really running with all these ideas coming up. Please review; soon more answers about my character will be answer. Toodles!