Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. At times I wish I did but I don't. It is the wonderful creation of Stephinie Meyer. I wish I could read her last installment of the twilight series but sadly I don't have the money for it .

Jacob Black

It has been three months since I first left my friends, family and home in La Push because of Bella. Even thought I tried hard not of think of Bella marrying that bloodsucker Edward Cullen it seems to be the only thing I can think of when I don't completely give in to my wolf. Every time I thought I had pushed that thought out of my head it kept coming back to haunt me. It becomes especially strong when I dream, so I try not to sleep if I can help it.

I am running through the forest, continually increasing my speed to keep my thoughts from drifting off to Bella. When I first tried out this little experiment, I never thought it would work out as well as it has. So now, every time my mind starts drifting off in that direction, I just run faster and faster. This time, for some strange reason, it won't go away.

Instantly, I stop in my tracks, and let out a long, solemn howl. Who would have known that it all would still hurt so much?

When I stop and hang my head low, my ears pick up on a soft, beautiful sound. It is more beautiful than anything I have ever heard. It is a girl singing. The sound is a soft, solemn, lonely sound. It makes my heart turn over in my chest.

Quickly, I run silently in the direction of her voice. Usually, I would just ignore the existence of others and try my best to hide from them but something is pulling me toward her. The voice of this mysterious angel is something I can't ignore.

I stop at the edge of a circular clearing. It has flowers of many colors like red orange, blue, and purple but none of these catch my eye. Sitting on the large rock in the center, is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. It's a girl with waist length pale blonde hair. So pale, in fact, that it is almost white. Her skin, also very pale, rivals that of those bloodsuckers, the Cullen's. Unlike those damn Cullen's though, her skin has a certain flush to it. In the sunlight, it seems to glow a soft golden color.

'I wish I could touch her skin, just to see if it is as soft and warm as it looks.' I think to myself.

As if sensing another presence, she turns her beautiful face to look at me. Instead of looking afraid or shocked or any other expression normal for a situation like this, she smiles. That smile warms my heart and nearly makes it feel like it is going to leap out of my chest. She beckoned to me, as if she had been waiting patiently there just for me.

I quietly trotted over to where she sat. I lowered my head so it was level with hers. Even sitting on the rock she still didn't measure up to my height. She slowly lifted her small, delicate, pale hand and pets my head, as if it is perfectly normal to be face to face seven foot tall wolf petting its head. I laughed slightly at this, but as a wolf it came out as something like a bark. I surely thought that this would frighten her away, but she just covered her mouth with her hand and giggled softly. The sound is absolutely musical. Beautiful but at the same time light like the air.

A strong feeling jolts through me and I am suddenly glad that I am in my wolf form. The combination of her beauty, her touch, and her voice made me horny. I am sure that in my regular body I would have attacked her and nearly raped her, having been away from humanity for so long. But strangely enough, I have some semblance of control as a wolf. Maybe the months I spent away from people helped me more than I thought. Then again, maybe it's just her. In the course of five minutes, she has done some weird things to my heart, in a good way. Even having a strong feeling to claim her, my feelings to protect her are even stronger.

'Could she be the one?'

"Go back to them." She says in her soft, beautiful, musical voice. "It is where you belong."

She closes her eyes and puts her forehead on mine. Being so close, I have no choice but to inhale her scent. How could I not have noticed it before? Her scent is so woodsy and…feminine. I lock it away in my memory so that I would never forget it. When she opens her eyes, I am completely mesmerized. I can't look away. Her eyes are a beautiful golden color holding wisdom and intensity that only a wolf has. Always watching. Always alert. The combination of her mesmerizing eyes and her musical voice is irresistible. I can't deny her wishes.

With one last pet on the head and a kiss on the nose, I run off in the direction of home. Suddenly, I have the urge to be with my dad, my best friends Embry and Quil, and all the others in the pack. Now it seems foolish to have run away from life and the ones that love me the most. The only one good thing that came out of this experience was the meeting with that mysterious girl. Hopefully I will be able to see her one day soon. Right now though, I'm going home because she has shown me that home is where I need to be. It is where I belong.

'Everyone.' I say knowing that they will all hear. 'I'm coming home.'

I hear the welcoming voice of Sam in my head. 'Welcome home.'