Edited on April 3, 2010 10:48pm.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Twilight characters; they are the work of the very talented Stephanie Meyer. But what I do know is that the Wolfbane sisters, Sebastian and Lucy belong to me. So hands off bitches!

A/N:I apologize if there are any errors in the information about the wolves. You can PM me or something to let me know and I'll correct them. Also this takes in no particular place in the Twilight books because Jacob isn't 16 in this he's 23. Hope you like it.

Chapter 1: Checking out the Territory

In every place with a name
They play the same territorial game
Hiding behind the lines
Sending up warning signs

"Territories" by Rush

Wendria flashed her blonde hair in irritation. "I still don't know why daddy sent us check out the new territory. I mean any of the other pack members could have done it."

I rolled my brown eyes. "Of all of my twenty years that I've know you sister, you've never stopped complaining." She scoffed and turned her head towards the window.

I sighed and shook my head, "The reason Daddy wants us to check up on La Push because it could cause problems if we came to settle here and there was already a pack. You act as if we're the only pack out there."

Our youngest and quietest sister said, "Well I do believe we might be the only pack with females. And even if there are others, there isn't as many female wolves as there are in our pack."

That's something we all took pride in; female wolves are hard to come by these days, for what reason no one knows because we used to be plentiful back in the day.

But now it seems as like only the strongest families had them, and for our father to have three, made his pride escalate beyond description.

It also didn't help his ego that our mother was a wolf herself and came from a line of female wolves as well.

This statement from Anastasia caused even our bitter sister Wendy to smile, "Yeah, I guess you're right," she said and for that moment in our midnight blue convertible everything was alright in between us.

Then Wendy had to go spoil it, "Well I still don't see why Daddy couldn't have sent someone else. The only reason he sent me is because he doesn't like Bobby, and he wants to keep us apart."

I felt like bashing my head against the steering wheel.

"Wendy enough!" yelled Ana. It was surprising to hear her raise her voice over a whisper, and it shut Wendria up all right.

Ana's face resembled her hair, fire red, before she calmed herself down. Her eyes turned from a steely slate color into the soft pools of gray.

Wendy and I released a breath; ever since Anastasia started to transform she became very irritable, which would cause her to change into her wolf form easily.

Let's just say I've lost numerous pairs of jeans because of this (my sisters don't like to wear their own clothes).

We pulled up to the two-story old style yellow and gray slate house. It was very cute.

"Wow Dad, nice; I kind of like it. It's very quaint. Like 'Little House on the Prairie' quaint." Wendy said and her blue eyes sparkled; she must really like the house.

"Oh cool, it has a bunch of woods behind it instead of a backyard. Daddy really knows his girls." Anastasia said and I ran around the house to see what she was talking about.

She was right, there was no backyard but it just went off into pure forest. Even the dainty Wendy was stripping her clothes to go run and stretch her paws.

Ana and I looked at each other and she started discarding her clothes. Wendy changed first into a white wolf with the same piercing blue eyes. She took and Anastasia changed as quickly as she could so that she could catch up.

Anastasia was a grayish wolf with her intelligent gray eyes. She looked at me and gave me a questioning look. I waved her off, telling her not to wait up. She did a wolf version of shrugging and ran off to catch up with Wendy.

I took the liberty of picking up the girls' clothes and folding them up neatly. I went to the car and looked into my tired brown eyes. I scratched my head and ran my hands through my midnight-colored hair.

My sisters were always jealous of me. For what reason I don't know; they always said that I had a dark beauty about me.

I had no idea what that meant but I unloaded the car while pondering it. Maybe they thought I was some super, evil villain in secret.

I laughed aloud at the thought.

I set each of my sister's belongings in the room they would like the most.

The youngest Anastasia would like a back room so that she could see the beautiful forest. Then the middle child Wendria would want a view of the street so that she could sneak out if necessary. Lastly the oldest, myself, took the remaining room which also happened to be the master bedroom.

It was the only bedroom on the first floor which suited me just fine; in case I wanted to fix breakfast without having to disturb anyone else.

After I set the boxes in the rooms and parked the convertible in the garage I went outside to go running with my sisters.

I stripped off my clothing and savored the feel of the cool sea breeze against my naked body. Then my body shuddered as I took my transformation slowly. I always thought of the transformation interesting. Most of other werewolves wanted to get through it quickly but I always slowed mine down.

I was still the fastest one to change without a doubt, but I liked the feeling of my limbs changing into strong legs. Then my hands and feet change into paws. I landed on my paws as a full black wolf.

I let out a loud howl to let my sisters know I was on my way to join them. They howled back, not as strong and loud as mine even combined.

I had the howl of an Alpha, my dad often told me. He was training me to be the female Alpha of our pack.

And he was also throwing every male in our large pack at me, hoping I would fall in love with one of them. I shook the thought out of my head before my sisters picked up on them.

Whatever problems I had was no concern of theirs. I loved Ana and Wendy but they didn't always need to know everything.