Prologue.
Mixtures of browns, blacks, grays, whites, and silvers raced through the woods in a blur. They called out joyous, youthful howls as their pelts rippled with power and gleamed under the moonlight. One of them, a small, silver she-wolf paused suddenly, her head held high and ears perked as her nose twitched, scenting the air. Her eyes, a deep blue, suddenly took on a dangerous gleam to them as she called out to her pack brothers with a loud yip.
One by one, all of the male wolves paused as well, looking back over their shoulders at the small she-wolf.
'Ella?' One of them, a burly looking brown pelted wolf, thought to her through the Pack Mind Link. 'What is it?'
Ella, the silver she-wolf narrowed her eyes as she took in her surroundings. Suddenly, her pelt stood on end as her fur bristled harshly and her lips pulled back into a sneer as she looked just past the burly brown male.
'Junior!' She screamed out in her thoughts, 'Behind you!'
Junior, the burly brown wolf, instantly bounced to the right, whirling around to face whatever the approaching danger was. He came face to face with a pale skinned man. The man's skin glowed under the moon, much like the Pack's fur had. His slicked back, honey blonde hair was slightly wind blown, and his golden eyes showed warmth, not threat.
A collective groan sounded through out the Pack, and Ella turned to look at a dusky gray male, who was not much larger than herself.
'Alex? Go find my father, Jacob. Tell him the Cullen's have returned.'