Hey, hey, Everyone!

So this is my new story. I hope you guys like it :D

If you like imprint stories, you have to check out my other two, Scarlet Dreams (wich is a Seth imprint story) and A Wolf's Embrace (which is a Paul imprint story) Both seem to be coming along nicely and hopefully you'll enjoy them too if you enjoy this :D

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT! I WISH I DID THOUGH D:

Without further ado...Enjoy!


Chapter 1

Greetings


Melissa's POV

Life was never easy for me or my family. My father was a selfish, weak, self centred son of a bitch who used my mom for the hard task of getting off with me being the end result. Once she'd told him, he freaked out and abandoned her, shouting something along the lines of 'I don't want an accident as a daughter' and she never saw him again away. My mom, well, she's a wreck, what with her two jobs, a ten year old son called Dylan and a baby called Summer, product of her violation over a year ago, to care for. My brother, Dylan, was a right little git. He'd never go to school; do his homework or chores. If mom wasn't so busy then she'd surely reprimanded him for it by now but he keeps doing it. He never knew his father either, being a product of an arrangement much like my own.

We, me and my brother, both know who gets the most attention but I've always tried to shift it from myself. I was the most popular girl in school. I didn't want to be, trust me. But my smart and kind nature got me that role. I'm certainly one of the smartest girls in the school with a 4 point oh GPA. I wasn't popular for my looks, although some people say otherwise, including my friends, nor was I popular for my good wealth which was obviously not the case. No, I was popular for another reason – I was nice and forgiving and helpful. That's it. I was the most popular person in the school because I was so nice. My school doesn't care about wealth because we're all in a situation where only one parent works on a low wage. Good looks weren't an issue in our school and apparently not for me but I never saw it. I never asked to be this pretty nor this nice but that's just who I am, even if I was a depressed, lonely girl on the inside.

We live in the States, obviously, on a little reservation, south of the Quileute Reservation – La Push, going down route 101 and the City of Seattle in Washington. We were of the Queets Tribe. It was cold but hardly wet compared to other reservations I've lived in. There was still so many that we haven't found residence in yet but we'd be moving soon. We always did. If my mother became an emotional wreck again, I'd relocate the whole family to a new, relaxing place to live despite my brother's objections. My mom never objected because she knew that I had her best interests at heart but I never wanted to have to be in this position anyway. Dylan wasn't the only one that hated moving.

That was precisely what we'd be doing tomorrow. Packing up, leaving this place behind us and moving to a place I've heard so much about – La Push, Washington, near the towns of Forks and Port Angeles and the city, Seattle as I had said before. It was a small reservation where people knew everyone, said hello to everyone and waved to everyone. My mom would like that place I knew because there was something that she'd love about it – the rain. She loves rain, as weird as that sounds. La Push was rained on quite a lot and my mother being a nature geek, she'd love it. Me, not so much. I liked sunshine and warmth. Not clouds and coldness. But never the less, we were moving.

I visited last month to check the place out and it seemed pretty decent. I can still remember it. I met the most charming guys. They offered to show me around but this one guy looked at me like I was the centre of the universe. But there was something odd about them and I knew they could tell there was something odd about me too, considering that I could transform into a wolf...

I never really knew what had happened to me when it happened. All I remember was the pain of first transformation and the sheer fright then the heartache of having to hide it from my family. I couldn't have them looking at me like I was a freak. I couldn't handle that. Not to mention all the lame jokes Dylan would come up with. Mostly, I felt sorry for my mom because I tell her everything. I've told my mother everything but this. She still doesn't know but those boys...they knew.

My heart was racing when I stepped off the plane out of Port Angeles Airport. I was engulfed by rain and sleet, two of the worst types of weather you could possibly get in my opinion. I almost slid my way towards the parking lot where my rented car would be waiting for me and I climbed in after loading the trunk, almost screaming with relief when I turned the heater on full blast. I sat there in the car for a minute, looking into the trees to the side of me and immediately found the urged to run through them. I caught myself and stared the engine, using my map to manoeuvre through the roads towards La Push.

It was a nice little place, I must say. Despite the rain and the sleet, I could probably get used to this place. There weren't many people around and I didn't mind. I hated being stared at; it infuriated me to the point of near explosion. I drove towards the store, starving from not being able to stomach aeroplane food and clambered in, wiping my feet as I hit the threshold.

I smelt something off, immediately. Heard some things too but I ignored them, thinking it would be fine when suddenly, I was ambushed by what seemed like three boys down the veg isle. If you could call them boys. They smiled politely at me but were very interested in me which crept me out a little. I bet, like the rest of the folks in town, that they'd know everyone too.

I had to crane my neck to look at them properly and smiled back, shyly.

"Hey, haven't seen you around here before." the big, very muscular guy said, politely after a while. His eyes were massive as he took me in and I could see his friends looking at him wide eyed. I looked back, fixated on him completely for a while as we locked eyes. What was this feeling? This wasn't normal, surely. There was something wrong with me and with that thought, I looked down, embarrassed and confused. I noticed then that all three of them were topless. I blushed a little but then thanked god that I was tanned and that it couldn't show easily. I heard the big guy gulp as if he did see it and I smiled, liking that idea a little too much. I frowned at myself, even more confused.

"No, I'm just checking the place out. Me and my family are moving here so..." I explained, shyly, while manoeuvring through the isles in search of munchies.

"Cool. I'm Jacob...This is Seth and Quil." the same boy said. I nodded my head, shaking all of their huge hands. Jacob...I liked that name. It suited him well. I smiled warmly at him and his breath caught. Jacob took a little longer to let go though. Creepy. He was looking at me funnily and I avoided his gaze even though all I wanted to do was gaze at nothing else but his eyes too. Seth and Quil looked amused now, glancing between both of us.

"Hi, I'm Melissa. You can call me Mel, if you like." I greeted them. They smiled and nodded, staring at me for what seemed like forever.

"It's a utter pleasure to meet you, Mel." Jacob said, attractively. He was rather...hot. It was amazing as to how attractive I found him. Utterly breathtaking. He glistening white teeth were beautiful against his russet skin and his body! Amazing.

"Ditto, Jacob." I replied, blushing at my thoughts. He eyed me, curiously.

"Jake." he corrected, automatically. I smiled.

"Jake." I repeated, continuing through the store.

"So...we could show you around or something, if you'd like?" Seth offered, kindly.

"Um..." I hesitated. Do I go with them? I've just met them and are pretty big. The thing was, I could feel my self wanting to trust them, especially Jake. It was like there was something we shared in our life. Jacob seemed to be the centre of my mind right now and I couldn't understand why. I frowned as I thought about it for a second longer before answering, "Sure."

"Good, good." Jake said, enthusiastically. I chuckled at his excitement, surprising myself as o realised I liked seeing his excitement.

"Let me just eat, please. I'm starving." I added.

"Sure, sure. Understandable." Jake replied, his eyes going wide for a second. I frowned and carried on.

Did he know? He couldn't know that my werewolf side caused me to eat like a bulimic savage, that didn't appear to have eaten at all. How could he know? How would it be understandable? Weird. I was being paranoid so I shoved it out of my head.

"So tell us about yourself, Mel." Quil requested, lightly. I smiled, reluctant but complied.

"Um...My name is Melissa Ray Wolf..."

"Wolf?" Seth asked, confused and a little amused for some reason. I smiled, probably for another reason than his and nodded. "Cool...Oh, sorry, carry on."

"As I was saying, my name is Melissa Ray Wolf and I currently live at a reservation up north, near Alaska. Um...I have an annoying little brother called Dylan. A little sister called Summer and my mother is called Angelina Wolf. I'm in my Junior Year at school. People think I'm smart and pretty but you know, whatever."

"What, you don't think so?" Jake asked without appearing to think about it. He froze for a second before smiling, brightly. I gazed at him for a minute but then shrugged.

"You are." Jake confirmed others' opinions. "You're beautiful." I smiled, thankfully.

"Thanks, I guess." I answered shyly.

"Anyway, carry on." Jake prompted. I smiled.

"Where was I? Oh yeah, I plan on becoming a teacher for young kids, like elementary school or some place. I looove kids. I practically raised Dylan, my brother, and still plan on raising Summer, my sister, also. My mom works a lot so there's really no one else to do it."

"Where's your dad?" Quil asked, interestedly. I smiled, wryly.

"Um...I don't know him. He was never around even before I was born so...whatever."

"Git. His loss." Jake commented. I smiled and blushed again, shaking my head.

"We don't really talk about him. My mom thinks she's over him but I know better. It surprises me after 17 years, she'd still love him. I find it hard to believe that she could have ever loved him, especially after what I've heard about him." I mused, shaking my head while deep in thought.

"Love can hold strong connections. It depends on how deep that connection goes as to whether or not that love can break." Jake mused. I gawked at him, amused.

"Wow, that's deep." I commented.

I had been so captivated on our chat that we were standing at my car already. I put my key in the lock and unlocked it.

"I can be deep but not usually. I'm usually all grins and laughter. It's true though." he assured me and I nodded, not doubting him.

"Have you had any love interests?" Quil asked, blatantly. I chuckled at his phrasing, shaking my head without commenting but glanced up at Jake for some reason. I shook my head again, sighing."Why not?"

"Not really...into love and relationships." I admitted but it felt wrong to say now for some reason. "Haven't really had the opportunity though. Well..."

"Well?" Seth prompted. I smiled.

"There was this one guy but he was a dick."

"Did he hurt you?" Jake asked, suddenly protective and slightly angry. I saw that he was shaking, or his arms at least and my eyes opened widely at the sight. That was exactly what I do when I try to compose my self when I'm angry. He couldn't possibly be doing it for the same reasons.

"Um...no." I replied, eventually, my eyes still on his hands which stopped as soon as I answered him. I looked up at his face and he was smiling widely.

"Good. I would have hurt him for you."

"Um...Err, thanks, Jake. I guess." I stuttered.

I couldn't focus. This wasn't happening. He wasn't a... HE couldn't be a... I've never known any others. And now suddenly I was speaking to three potential werewolves? This was insane. It was not happening. Knowing this information, I wanted to be as far away from them as possible but on the other hand, I wanted to get to know them more, to get to know everything about us kind. But then I wasn't entirely sure that he was one. I mean, he could have an anger problem for all I knew. Totally coincidental.

"So, we giving this tour or what?" Seth spoke up. I knew he could see the recognition and wariness in my eyes.

"Um...I actually can't. See, I'm supposed to be meeting someone." I lied. Seth looked disappointed but Jacob looked devastated.

"Oh yeah? Someone we know?" Quil asked, interestedly. I shook my head no.

"Shame. Well, we'll see you around. I glad you decided to move here. Maybe we'll get together some time, Mel. See ya." Jake called, over his shoulder as they walked towards the trees.

"Yeah, see ya." I called back. I widened my eyes more when they walked through the edge, into its dark depths. Well, they weren't dark to me but they should be for them...if they weren't werewolves.

That was the last time I spoke to them. I knew what I knew but hoped and prayed that it wasn't true. For one, I didn't know them and their Alpha has to be living near them. Two, I was a female and even around them then, in our human forms, I could sense a male, testosterone type vibe coming from them. Three, if I was the only girl then what would that mean, would they try something? From first impressions, I don't think those three would but I had no idea how large their pack was. There would be another 25 for all I knew. I bet at least one of them would show an interest in me. I was drawing my conclusions of this matter, of course, from normal wolf pack behaviour. Males, including the Alpha male would fight for the females. Also females would fight for Alpha female within the pack. I just couldn't be dong with that and yet, we were still moving there because deep down inside, I wanted to get to know them still I could stop thinking of them when I left and it's been plaguing my mind. I wanted to know more. And I would.

Especially of Jacob...My mind added and I frowned, deeply.

Jacob? Why him? Even thinking his name, my chest ached for some reason and I didn't know why. What was this? It was freaking me out, really bad. I could shake him from my mind and it terrified me. The last time it was like this was with him and I couldn't go there again. I wasn't ready for anything my mind and heart were ready for. I could NOT go there again.

It was a regular day here in the Wolf house. My mom preparing for her first job of the day – TA at the reservation school. Dylan was refusing to go to school, using the excuse among so many excuses that we were moving tomorrow and that it didn't matter for today. He said it didn't matter all of this week for that exact reason. I ignored him once again, unable to handle the stress of another uncooperative sibling.

I was dressing Summer for the day since my mom was busy like every morning. She was still tired because she had a cold and it had kept her up all night. I, too, was tired since I stopped up with her, knowing my mom was busy today. Like usual, I would be stopping off school to care for her, like every time she got sick. I didn't mind, especially when it got me away from all the clingy 'friends' I have back at school. It wasn't hurting my grades which I was thankful for.

"Have you nearly finished, Mel?" My mom called from her room.

"Yeah, she's dressed. Just brushing out her curls. Is Dyl going or not?" I called back. She didn't answer but Dylan did.

"NO! If you don't have to go then, I don't either." He shouted from the sofa. I sighed.

"So are you going to help with Summer?" I asked angrily, peering around the corner to him, holding Summer on my hip. I raised my eyebrows.

"No way. I'll sit here." He said, cockily.

"You know what, one of these days, boy, I'm gonna...!" I threatened and left the room.

I settled Summer into her high chair and began to feed her the strawberries and apple pieces mom had cut up for her. She could feed herself but I loved doing it. It was one of the only tasks that allowed sister-sister bonding time. I loved her so much. She was getting so big and older. It was her 3rd birthday in a few weeks and I wanted to make it special. She's just coming out of her terrible twos and I was so very grateful.

My mom appeared in the kitchen, appearing to be late and she kissed my forehead, stroked Summer's cheek, smiling and calling out to Dylan, who didn't answer before she rushed out the door. I called bye after her and quietly heard her acknowledge. I sighed and returned my full attention to Summer. She was smiling widely and I grinned.

"That nice, sis?" I asked, happily. She nodded while gnawing on a piece of apple.

"Very." she answered in her sweet, innocent voice that sent shivers through me every time I heard it. I could still remember hearing it for the first time. It was special to me even more so that she had said my name first. Of course, back then, it came out a 'Me-issa'. I've been causally training her to call me Mel. She's got it down, no prob. She was going to be a smart one like me if she learns that quickly. "Where momma?"

My heart sank at her question and hid it with a smile. "She'll be back tonight, baby."

"Promise?" she asked. I nodded. "Nin't say I promise!"

"I promise, momma will be back tonight." I corrected, rolling my eyes and tickling her for her cheekiness. She giggled and coward away. I tickled her for a few more seconds before allowing her to finish while I got changed into my day wear.

When I came back, I caught Dylan teasing her and was furious.

"Dylan! Stop it!" I ordered, snatching Summer's dish out of his hands. She was crying and Dylan was laughing. "What the hell is wrong with you! Get out! Just get out my sight!"

"Why? Why should I? You're not my mom!" he shouted from the door.

"I'll have you know I fuc...frigging raised you, you ungrateful little punk! I just wish now that I had hit you more as discipline, maybe that way you'd have some now!" I shouted, while trying to calm Summer on my hip by bouncing her up and down.

"Ooh, scary!" he said sarcastically before charging towards the living room. I held back a scream and controlled my body before I did something to hurt my sister. I swear, if he could only realise what he was jeopardising when he got me angry like that! It was dangerous for the both of them, damn it. I cooled myself down and then Summer, settling her in her room to play. I shut the gate at her door and headed for my room, leaving the door open.

For the best part of that day, I was completing my remaining homework from my last school. I'd e-mail it through to the principle once I'd finished it. I was grateful that Dylan went out with his one friend that seemed to be just as bad as him, Jamie. Summer was sleeping so I had the rest of the time to myself until she woke up and my mom would be home in about an hour so all was good.

The phone began to rang then and I had to rush to answer it before the baby woke up. Luckily, she didn't and I nearly shouted at the person on the other end.

"Hello?" I asked, irritated. The person hesitated before answering.

"Hi, Mel. You okay?" my one true friend, Gina asked. I smiled and sighed.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. Bad day. How you doing?" I asked, interestedly. Gina was currently in the UK. She was on vacation with her folks for two weeks and had said goodbye before she left for her plane yesterday morning. She'd called me when she landed but she'd made it habit to call me whenever she could. Of course the time frame didn't help when she was in front of us. I call her at like 8pm here but over there, it was 2 in the morning. She wasn't so happy but got over it.

"Oh my god, I love this place. London is so big! There are white people every where so you know, my dad isn't exactly comfortable but all's good. Amazing in fact. You?"

"Oh, it's so-so. Just finished my homework now and I'm officially done packing. So all's good on this end too."

"Good, good." she replied. She waited for a minute. "So hey, listen. I just wanted to say that I hope your move goes well. Text me your new house number and I'll call you on Sunday, okay?"

"You got it." I agreed. She went quite for another minute.

"I'll really miss you, you know." she said quietly. I smiled.

"I know. I'll miss you too but I'll visit in the holidays and stuff so we'll see each other." I assured her. I just knew she was getting tear struck.

"Okay, but I take first trip. I want to see your new place." She almost choked. I smiled again. Definitely crying.

"I'll be fine, babe. Okay? I have to go though. I think Summer's waking up. Love ya!" I said, sadly.

"Yeah, love you too. Give Sum a big kiss from me, okay?"

"Totally."

"Okay, see ya." The line went dead and I stifled back tears on my way to Summer's room.

She was at the gate and smiled when I came into view. She looked tired still and her nose was running. I grabbed some ultra soft tissues and wiped it away before kissing her forehead, kneeling down to her.

"You not sleepy anymore?" I asked her, babyish. She shrugged, signalling clearly that she was still indeed tired and I climbed over the gate, picking her up. I crossed over to her bed and laid her down, sitting next to the bed on the floor. It wasn't a particularly tall bed. It was short enough for her to climb in and out. "Will you sleep if I sit here?"

"Yeah. Sissy sit ere wit me." She replied, sleepily. She sniffled and looked at me for a while, taking in my brilliant smile as I watched her eyes droop and finally close. Watching her made me sleepy and before I realised it, I was being woken up, lightly, by my mother. She smiled brightly at me and my sister, holding a camera in her hand. I knew she had a picture of us sleeping together. She always did that. I followed her out of Summer's room quietly, checking that we hadn't bothered her and then clambered into the kitchen, still sleepy.

"Hey, mom. How was work?" I asked, tiredly. She was already making dinner.

"It was fine. A good last day." she told me, smiling as she set some sausages in the oven and potatoes to boil.

"Good. Mom, are you positive that you wanna move. I mean, we don't have to." I asked her, seriously. She smiled and nodded.

"I'm fine. You know, I kinda like it. You know, seeing the world." she said, happily.

I must admit that sounds appealing. "Yeah, okay."

"I know it has been hard on you, baby but I have some good news." She announced, smugly. I raised my eyebrows excitedly.

"Seems I have got that job in La Push, that teacher position. It pays as much as both my jobs here plus a little extra so I'll only have one job that pays the same and have more time for you kids. Isn't that awesome?"

"Oh mom, yeah, totally! Awesome!" I smiled, hugging her.

"You can concentrate more on your studies, not that even need to concentrate with the grades you get already and I'll be able to hire child care for Summer for a few hours at least."

"Yeah, I could always check on her at lunch time anyway. Oh mom, that's totally awesome!"

"Told you it was good news." She boasted. I laughed.

We ate in a flurry of chat and laughter, but only us three girls. Dylan was out for dinner, thankfully and he didn't get back until 8. We all had an early night ready for our plane tomorrow and our very busy day.


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