Brothers or Enemies.

Two months after the Volturi came to Forks. Two packs, two alphas, something's got to give. Pressure is high, tensions are rising. New imprints, old love. Add a new vampire into the picture, and things start to turn dark. AN : Please read! First fic! Review!!!

A/N: This is just a little story on Jacob's pack and their bond of 'brotherhood.' Even though there are two packs and things are getting a little crowded, the pack's must decide who their enemies are-each other, or the new vampire that has come to town.

Also, the story changes in View point, just in case anyone gets confused.

A pack/family fanfic.

Disclaimer: I own nothing-the blessed SM does.

Chapter One.

Running.

Running just for the sake of it. Four giant, furry legs carried me swiftly across the dense forest floor of the outer La Push reservation. The biting wind whistled through the trees and ruffled my dense fur coat, almost making me sneeze. But it was the perfect moment-I was finally alone.

Please don't go all Alice in Wonderland on me.

I grumbled incoherently in my head, and I snarled at Leah.

Just when I thought I was alone. I snapped.

Sorry. She thought. You asked me to take over patrol tonight. Remember?

I could hear the sincerity of her thoughts behind her words, but didn't accept it. I didn't reply to her either, just ran faster in the direction of the cliffs. Leah, who was almost baffled by my unco-cooperativeness, started to gently and silently prodding my mind for the reason of my sour mood. I decided I wouldn't bother to stop her-she would have found out soon enough.

Oh. She thought, and her mental tone was nonchalant. I see. It's Nessie again, right?

Leah, for Leah, was trying. I knew how she felt about imprinting-hell, the whole pack knew-and when I had imprinted on Nessie, my life, my world, the news hadn't gone to well with her. Of course, I had had my fair share of love and loss, and I knew that I was the many few people that could empathise with Leah. But she, unlike me, hadn't imprinted-and perhaps could never imprint. That was where the difference was.

She still cared for Sam. Not as much so now, because she had moved on somewhat since joining me on my little leech rescue mission. But for me, it was different. My world had been turned upside down because of the imprint-I no longer cared for Bella, at least not in that way. Bella was no longer the source of my pain or joy. I was no longer hurt by her or Edward, her Vampire husband, or her partial and strange love for me that she was forever refusing.

I focused very hard on the green leaves blurring underneath my feet, and directed my thoughts to my quiet, rhythmic breathing, and the white cloud of steam emanating from my lungs due to the cold Washington air.

Leah, who was silently listening to my jumbled thoughts without saying a word, finally spoke up.

You're right you know. It's not the same. Me and Sam-you and Bella.

Please, Leah. I need to think.

Thankfully, she caught the vibe in my words, and spoke again.

I guess you want some time alone. Are you sure you can take the whole night shift?

I'm okay; Paul's going to be here at twelve. I told her. Then with one final goodnight to me, she phased back into human form, leaving me to ponder.

It was only ten o'clock now, so I still had a few more hours before Paul was taking over patrol. My thoughts, once again, turned to Nessie. Renesmee. She was my world, the centre of my universe-and I missed her. The Cullen's had moved away to Alaska- they're time here was up. Gossip had started to spread across town- They still haven't moved? What are they, twenty five and still living with their parents?

Only two weeks was the mantra I kept repeating. Until Nessie graduated from high school, which was only a matter of days away, she had to stay with her family-the vampires-then she could come back to me.

Edward, the leech who had caused me so much hurt in the past-though it was almost forgotten since my little Nessie was born-had insisted upon it. As much as it angered me, I knew he was right-to an extent. Nessie needed the time with her family, with the...vampires. But she also needed me, just like I needed her.

Trying to distract myself was a futile attempt. I simply could not stop thinking about her. She was always lingering at the back of my mind.

It had been two months since the Volturi had come to town, and it had been almost unbearably quiet. The pack hadn't so much as crossed the scent of a passing vampire. Since then, there had been no new 'recruits'-I laughed darkly at my own jibe-in the pack. Three of the six young werewolves had chosen to join Sam's pack, but, much to my aggravation, three had been compelled to run with me, being the Top Alpha and all.

River was the first one. He, from the first phasing, chose to stick with Brady-he had joined me as well-and they had become close friends, being the same age. He was nice to patrol with-always keeping his opinions to himself-well as much as you can while sharing minds anyways.

Hayden was next. He was the youngest by far, only thirteen years old, but his bloodlines were almost as clear and pure as Seth's. Leah was still my second in command, and there was still some confusion with my pack as to why. But Hayden was one of the more accepting members of the tribe.

Last but not least was Tye. His father, Red Summers, had told him all about the stories of the Quileute's, so Tye had taken the news well. Fitting in was a problem for him though-he preferred to be alone in his thoughts, so adjusting to the pack life and friendship for him was hard. I had asked the guys not to give him a hard time, and they-most of the time-obeyed, but the occasional comment still slipped out.

In overall, the pack totalled to seven wolves-Seth included. I had instructed him to stay at school for his graduation, which was in two months, and occasionally, when his temper got the better of him, he would phase. It was a pity, really-I could use his ears now and then. Seven in the pack- still too many for me-some of the time, I let Leah take control over the young ones, and I would take the others. We swapped a lot, teaching the youngster's to control their anger and learn to phase in control. I wondered sometimes-how could Sam take all the stress with eight of them-Paul and Jared especially. They were always fighting, made worse by the werewolf tempers.

Two packs now. Sam and I hardly ever talked to each other, except during emergencies, which were becoming less and less common nowadays. I had moved back to La Push, but the rez just wasn't enough space. Two packs and two alphas on the same land just don't mix. All of us felt cramped-yet none of us were moving. I wasn't going to drag my pack away from their homes and families again. They were too young.

My nose was suddenly burning, and I was pulled back from my wallowing to the present. It was a leech scent. Ignoring the too sweet smell and my aching nose, I halted suddenly, harshly, and my haunches scraped the ground. Turning around, I listened for any danger-the scent had been recent, and strong-but I heard nothing. My superhuman ears could detect nothing but the ever persistent whining of the wind. So I sucked in the cold piecing air and let out a loud howl of discovery and authority, hoping they all heard.

It was almost twelve by the time I had the whole pack assembled. Brady was the farthest away, so he arrived last. Leah, being Beta, was the first, so she was already filled in on the situation.

Brady was nearly here. I could hear his feet-or paws-thudding dully against the undergrowth. He greeted me and Leah.

S'up bosses'?

Er...well, there's a bit of a problemo.

A bit? Leah thought sarcastically, which triggered an onslaught of jumbled words in my head-especially from Brady. Tye, always the quiet one, remained silent. I was a slightly annoyed at Leah for disturbing the ounce of peace, but remained silent, waiting, for them to calm down. After all, they were only young.

Soon, the pack sensed my annoyance and quieted reluctantly.

Anyway...I continued with as much annoyance as I could muster-all of it aimed at Leah-looks like we have another vamp on the rez. You guys smell that?

It was a stupid question-who couldn't? The scent of vampire was so strong, the whole pack was engulfed in leech stench. There was a chorus of yeah's and yar's, and I continued once more.

It not a scent I or Leah recognise and I don't think any of you guys would know it. So whoever it is, they must be new here. We don't know if they are dangerous, so I'm guessing that they are until we have further knowledge. In the meantime, patrols are now going to be held by me at all times, with at least three of us. So I'm assigning, River, Hayden and Tye, plus me to go first up, and Leah, Brady and me will continue at eight tomorrow. Comprende?

There was a series of grumblings and protests but everyone nodded.

Hey Leah, you look pretty worn out. Why don't you go get some rest?

No, thanks. I'll probably crash and miss patrol tomorrow, so it's best I stay awake.

I still wasn't comfortable with giving out orders, so I didn't command her to go home. It was her life.

Okay. So you gonna stay phased or what?

Yeah. May as well.

The rest of the pack, now reduced to three, were listening quietly to our exchange. Now it was River that spoke up.

So Boss, what end do you want me to run?

Um...I guess you can run the west end with Tye, you'll be less likely to run into Sam's pack there. Leah, you can go with Hayden, run the cliffs, and I'll run a few spokes here and there. Let me know if you hear anything.

I emphasised the end bit, wanting to make sure they got the message. They did.

We ran in relative silence, musc to my content, and I settled into a deep, rhythmic pattern, jogging down into Sam's half of La Push, searching for any scent. If I just so happened to run into one of Sam's pack, I could tell him about the leech's scent. But I had to make sure he'd phased first. He'd probably heard me howling anyway.

The dark, silent shadow of a wolf startled me, and I stopped short.

Sam?

So...First Fanfic, whaddya think?? It's a bit short but if it's crap then i don't want to waste my time on it. Good, Bad, terrible? I love imprinting stories and the pack-werewolves all the way. Team Seth for me. And I added the extra three wolves to Jacobs pack because a) I, for one, find it annoying that SM (Bless her soul) didn't bother to introduce the six new werewolves in BD, and b) It's only fair that Jacob get's three, and Sam gets three, just to even it out.

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