So this is my new Rachel/Sam fic. It's AU and I know its short but it's just a taster of what's to come so I hope you guys enjoy it :)

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Sam is an Alpha in training. It's his last year of school and at the age of 19 he is going to take over his pack, become Alpha officially. Every wolf has pre-determined mate, someone who will love both the person and the wolf. For Sam, Rachel is his mate. She is an ordinary human who moved to Ohio at 17. Sam has to not only convince Rachel that he loves her but also in wolves and, magic. Throw in the fact that he is popular, she is not and you got yourself a perfect teenage romance.

Preface

When you look back at your life can you honestly tell you knew the exact moment when your life changed? All life is really, is a series of moments, happy moments, sad moments, mundane moments regardless, it is comprised of a series of events and all you need is one moment, one moment that stuns you, so much so that you know that in that moment everything changed. That one moment where you capture everything, not leaving a single detail out. For Sam seeing her was that moment.

She was a petite thing, her head probably reached just the top of his chest but she was beautiful all the same. From the top of the chestnut head to the ballet flats, coupled with her knee high socks. Knee high socks? He briefly wondered before getting lost in her chocolate orbs filled with mirth and wonder as she listened to Kurt and some other girl whose name he knew not. He clothes made her look innocent and even more delectable. And then she spoke, her musical voice sang in his ears, making him wonder what she sounded like after he kissed her breathless but what made him stagger in his footsteps was her scent.

Fresh cut lavender and a hint of lemon creating a very attractive yet sensual smell, a smell that assaulted his senses and made the blood in his veins ignite with want and need. Need to claim. The beast within him sprang forth with so much gusto that is shocked Sam to the core. He felt it, after all it was a part of him, the animal trying to burst free, growling the words 'mine' 'claim' 'need' in a gruff brazen tone that border lined desperate and Sam not only needed to control himself but now he had to control the monster within him. It took all of his willpower not to succumb to those words. It took everything in him not to walk up to her, push her friends aside and claim her, audience be damned, to leave his mark on her smooth neck for everyone to know that she was his and his alone. Looking at her neck he pondered what she tasted like there, if her skin was as soft as it looked, if it was as warm as the blood that flowed beneath her veins. He'd bet it did. He'd bet it tasted just like velvet, smooth and rich, intoxicating him, bringing him to his knees.

His fist curled so tightly that he was sure claws extended and penetrated the soft flesh of his palm bringing forth a pool of blood into his hands.

He heard about this, from his dad, explaining to him in explicit detail. How Sam wished he could un-see the images of his dad and mom. He shuddered at the thought. Hearing it was so different than actually experiencing it. It was like watching a really good movie, like Avatar, blind folded. You would have to rely on your hearing and then on your mind to complete the image, and you would enjoy the movie. Then the blindfold is removed and you are allowed to watch it again. The second time does not compare to the mediocre picture you conjured up in your mind from the first time, suddenly it so much more intense now because you have sight and sound.

He screwed his eyes shut and took a much needed breath but all that did was send more of her delicious fragrance to his nostrils.

He needed to get out of here otherwise he would not be able to hold himself back from taking her and he can't do that. He can't hurt her. He had to protect her, to love her, to give her everything she ever desired. She would want for nothing. He turned in the opposite direction, ignoring the questions from his friends and high-tailed it out of there.

This was too much for a 17-year-old to handle.

Walking home at a fast pace, he noticed the people, the building, the noises around him were the same…yet everything had changed.

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So…How was it? Please review and tell me what you think. I would greatly appreciate it.

Miss Keri Baby…