Summary- Collection of One-shots that feature the wolf pack shifting for the first time and their first thoughts of their imprint.

Disclaimer- The characters aren't mine.

The first one is their first shift. the second one is the imprint thoughts.

Sam.

Two Loners.

It just started out as a small fever; Leah had noticed it.

Leah felt my forehead with her hand. "Sam?" she asked. "Do you feel okay, you are kind of warm," she told me. I shrugged. I felt fine.

"I feel fine Leah," I told her, while playing with a strand of her beautiful hair.

"I don't know Sam," she continued pressing. "Your really hot." I let out a chuckle and pressed her closer to my body.

"Thank you," I whispered in her ear, before kissing her down the side of her neck. "I try." She pushed away from me with a determined face.

"You know what I meant," she said sternly, her finger poking my chest. "You should go home, Sam. I don't want you to get worse or to get me sick." I sighed at my girlfriend. Leah could be very controlling. I shrugged me shoulders again, I was a little tired.

"Whatever." I stood up from Leah's bed. I walked out of her bedroom and down the hallway. As I opened the front door to leave Seth ran into me, returning home. "Oh hey, Seth!" I said. He looked up at me, he was about three years younger than me.

"Hey Sam. Man, you don't look so good," he commented. Even Seth noticed? Huh, maybe I was getting sick. Again, I shrugged and stepped around him, into the open air. My house was not far from Leah's, a ten or twenty minute walk. So with a sigh I began the walk.

Was I sick? Did I really look that bad? I mean, yeah I was tired. I did feel a tad bit weak. But was I sick? Was it the flu?

But it wasn't the flu.

The walls of my room seemed to be closing on me. My breathing picked up and my heart beat stumbled. My chest heaved up and down, it almost felt like a heavy weight had been placed on top of it. I was so confused. My head pounded and the room spun. The lights burned my eyes with an intensity that made me cry out in pain. I tried to move my body, to call for help. But I couldn't. And then my body was moving in uncountable movements. I was shaking. Very violently against the wall that I had fell upon when all of this began.

I couldn't control it, my head whipped back and forth in quick movements. My body jerked from left to right and right to left. My back arched, my head fell back so that I was staring at the ceiling. I through myself at the floor, I was now on my hands and knees. It felt like an earthquake was happening. How else could my arms quiver like that? Everything was closing on around me; my head, my mind, my chest, my legs, my arms, the walls, the ceiling, even the objects that were scattered around the room seem to close in on me. I threw my head back and let out a cry of pain. But it came out as a howl. And then, my mind exploded. My body caved in for a second and then exploded out. I didn't know how to describe it. It was like someone put a bomb in me. Heat soared quickly through my body. It felt like someone had taken a knife and cut off my skin, like I no longer had any.

I let put another scream but a howl ripped through my mouth. I looked down at my hands to find that they weren't hands at all, but…paws? Paws? Fur. Why am I seeing paws and fur? I looked up and across the room where the mirror was.

NO!! I tried to yell, but a growl ripped through the muzzle of the creature in the mirror. No, no, no, no, no, no, no!! This isn't real. As I shook my hand so did the… thing in front of me. My eyes scanned it.

It was a wolf, a giant wolf. It's fur was pitch black, and it's eyes were dark. Very, very, very dark. Its muscles were easily seen; it was almost built like a horse. My eyes looked around the wolf in the mirror, expecting to see me somewhere in the corner. But I did not find me, I only saw the wolf.

Of course I have heard the legends, my father use to be on the council. But I have never believed them, no one had. And as much as I would like to believe that what was in front of me was not me, I couldn't. It was me. I let out another howl.

I looked again in the mirror, hopping that I would be there. And that this was just some very realistic daydream, even though I knew it wasn't. And I was right. The only thing in the mirror was the wolf. And he was alone, like me.

Sam.

Plans Change.

It was a month after my "disappearance". Leah hadn't completely let it go that I wouldn't tell her what happened, but she was glad that I was back. And I was too.

I smiled at the ring in my hands. I was going to ask Leah to marry me tonight. It was going to be perfect. I was going to take her to a deserted beach that I had found, and sit down in the romantic cave entrance. I was going to bring food (lots of it) in a picnic basket and the ring will be on a bread stick. I know; the last part was cheesy. But, Leah will love it.

I put away the ring and stood up. Time to see Leah. I sighed happily and walked out of my house and towards Leah's house. Humming on the way I stepped inside Leah's house. I no longer knocked since her Dad, Harry (who was on the council), wanted me to feel "part of the family". Leah jumped up from the couch in the living room and ran into my arms. I smiled as I inhaled her scent. Chocolate and cinnamon. Sweet. Just like her.

"Hello Beautiful," I whispered in her ear, scooping her up in my arms and dashing her to her bedroom. She let out a squeal and held on tight to my shirt.

"Hey, Hot Stuff," she said with a laugh. I smiled wide. I climbed into her bed, with her still in my arms.

"I'm picking you up tonight," I told her as we cuddled together, a slight bead of sweat on her for-head. She frowned and looked down with a guilty expression.

"Sorry, Sam. You can't. My Cousin, Emily, is finally coming to visit. She has been wanting to meet you for a year," Leah told me. This time I frowned, my brows scrunching together. But it soon smoothed out. That's fine. Plans change. I could ask Leah tomorrow or next week. I don't mind, the date doesn't matter, only the answer. I smiled at her and grabbed her chin, gently making her look up at me.

"It's fine Leah. Plans change all the time. When is she coming?" I asked Leah gently. Leah smiled at me.

"One." It was 12 right now. I frowned on the inside, only one hour with Leah alone? That's fine; I'll make it work.

*****One hour later*****

"Emily, this is Sam. Sam this is Emily." But I barley heard Leah. My eyes, and mind, were fully focused on the goddess that was in front of me. She had long black hair with bangs that cut off above her eyes; her eyes were a beautiful dark brown. She smiled up at me, her perfect white teeth shinning in the light.

"Hello, Sam. It's nice to finally meet you," my goddess said while sticking out her hand for me to shake. I looked down at it quickly, almost forgetting what I was suppose to do. But I quickly regained myself and shook her hand. A wave of electricity seemed to flow into me but I tried not to show it. My goddess was waiting for me to answer, but I was so distracted by her beautiful voice that it took me a while.

"Nice to meet you too, Emily." Very nice. No!! Someone in my mind yelled at me. What about Leah?

Leah? I asked back, still in my mind.

Leah, you know your soon to be fiancé. The girl standing right next to you.

I looked down to find the voice was right. Leah stood beside me, holding my other hand and smiling at Emily. My eyes could only look at her for a second, before they ached to see my goddess. I quickly looked back at Emily. And I knew, in that one second, I could not pretend to love Leah more than Emily.

You planed to marry her! The voice shouted at me.

Plans Change.