This is all based from the book "Kiss of Snow" by Nalini Singh. Most of it's going to be from the book but I'm just going to chuck in bits and pieces of what I wanted to happen. It starts at the end of Chapter 11. I hope you like it and review please :)

With that thought circling in her mind, she wasn't in any mood to see Hawke walking out of the trees near the White Zone, where she'd gone to wait for Judd. His wolf-pale eyes spotted her at once, and he changed direction to block out the night in front of her. "Where are you going?" he asked, as if he had every right to know.

"None of your business." A dangerous silence greeted her words... and she couldn't help herself. "Unless you're pulling rank?"

A silence that had her skin stretching tight over her bones, he heartbeat hammering over her ears.

"Had to push didn't you, Sienna?" Stepping close, close enough that she had to tip her head back to meet his gaze, he took a long, deep breath. "You changed your shampoo."

A sudden, melting warmth invaded her body at the sound of his voice–as if he was savouring the scent. "Lara had some samples she gave out to the women in the break room this morning." The SnowDancer healer had been in an edgy kind of mood, so Sienna had kept her mouth shut and taken the sample when it was shoved into her hand. "It's wild apples." She had no idea why she'd said that, why she continued to speak to him.

"I like it." He lifted his hand to run a strand of her hair through his fingers.

Fighting every cell in her body, she stepped back. "Stop it. No touching. No acting possessive."

Hawke's wolf prowled to the surface, a primal presence behind the human skin. "Oh?"

"All or nothing." She held her ground though she was shaking inside, her blood going alternately hot and cold. "If you want me, take me. Or let me go."

A slow blink, the force of his personality a pulse against her skin, a near physical push. If she'd been smart, she would've backed down, but this was her emotional life on the line, and she fought too hard to surrender it to anyone. Even an alpha wolf used to dominance. "I just found out," she said through a throat that was suddenly bone dry, "that none of the boys are going to ask me out after the scene you pulled at Wild.

"Take out an ad if you need to," she continued when the wolf watched her without blinking, "but make sure they know I'm not yours." Her need for him was a claw ripping at her insides. When he finally slept with Rose, or another packmate, it would savage her–she couldn't control that, but she damn well could ensure she didn't have to suffer the humiliation of being publicly discarded.

A low growl made the hairs on the back of her neck rise. Staying in place hard, so hard, when all she wanted to do was back down and crawl all over him. No. No more. He plans to take a lover. The mental reminder of what he intended to do to sate his wolf's touch–hunger was the last straw. "I mean it, Hawke." She was done throwing herself at a man who didn't want her.

"So decisive," he said in that calm tone that had adrenaline flooding through her body, the primitive part of her brain conscious she was in the presence of a predator. "Got you eye on someone?"

(My part starts from here. Most of it is from the book. Okay, maybe the whole thing and I'm just chucking in things that I want to happen instead of happens in the book. I don't own any of it. I't's all Nalini Singh's.)

Sienna's POV

I knew I should've said no. Should've just left him standing there and walked away instead of egging his wolf on more. But I couldn't help it. It just wasn't in my nature to back down to him. "As a matter of fact," I replied hotly, holding my chin up high. "I do."

Those wolf-pale blue eyes turned into slits and a much louder, much ferocious growl emitted from deep within his chest. His hands clenched into fists by his sides and his body was shaking a little bit. "Who?" He growled.

I flinched at the force of his growl, but still held my ground. "Not that it's any of your business," another growl, "but it's Kit."

His whole body started to shake and I could see him trying to fight for control. His wolf was about to take over, and even though the man tried to rein it in, it was too hard. For any other changeling, their animal side would've won, but Hawke wasn't any other changeling. He was alpha. SnowDancer's alpha wolf. This meant that he had the strength to rein in his wolf at times like these. He wasn't alpha for nothing.

Refusing to be intimidated, I glance over his shoulder. "Excuse me, my rides here."

Hawke stepped sideways to block me. "No."

My body threatened to lock me into place, the impact of him so strong. Only my fury kept me going. "Move."

Ignoring my command, he continued to hold my gaze with that wild-wolf one even though he directed his next words at Judd, who just hopped out of the SUV. "Where are you taking her?"

"We're heading down to see Sascha, but I've just had a contact I need to chase up fast." Judd looked at me. "Okay if we delay this till tomorrow?"

"Sure."

"No need." Hawke smiled and held his hand back for the keys. "I can drive her to the cats."

I stared at Judd, sending him telepathic messages that seemed to go unheard. "No that's fine," I said out loud. "I can wai–"

But Judd was already handing Hawke the keys. "Better you go down tonight," he said. "Since the visit's been cleared with Sascha's security."

"I can drive." I pointed out through gritted teeth to the wolf blocking my way. "Judd was only coming with me because he wanted to take part in the discussion." I held out my hand. "I don't need a babysitter."

To my shock, it was Judd who stopped my escape attempt. "It's late. You've never driven this route in the dark–and it'll be darker still by the time you head back."

What is wrong with you? I telepath to Judd. I cannot be in a car alone with him. Especially when those ice blue eyes had gone slightly aglow.

Deal with it. It was a pitiless response. If you need that to be an order from a lieutenant, then consider it done.

I clenched my jaw, but no way was I about to disobey an order and bring my maturity into question yet again. So it was either I let Hawke drive me or I stayed where I was. I was tempted to pick the second option, but I really wanted to see Sascha and I wasn't going to give Hawke the satisfaction of knowing he derailed my plans.

"I'll wait in the car."

I was comfortable in the passenger seat; my earphones in my ears, by the time Hawke finished talking with Judd and got into the driver's seat. He didn't say anything until he'd turned the SUV around and we were on our way. Then he leaned over and pulled out the earphone on his side.

"Hey!"

He managed to grab my iPod from my lap, too, throwing it over his shoulder into the backseat. "I don't like being ignored."

I set my jaw and twisted in my seat, reaching for my iPod. He let me find it... to take it off me an instant later with changeling speed. It landed on the backseat again, along with the earphone in his hand. "Next time I throw it out the window."

"I could –" I let out an aggravated breath and removed the remaining earphone, placing it on a tray on the dashboard. "Now who's being childish?"

He shrugged and relaxed into his seat when I made no effort to retrieve my iPod. "Country and western?" he said as he navigated the forest track SnowDancer kept deliberately crude, with plenty of low hanging foliage to deter the use of hover facilities–to make sure no one could sneak up on the den by ground vehicle. "I would've picked you as a rock' n' roll kind of girl."

I ignored him in favour of staring out the window.

He didn't like being ignored? Well I didn't like it when people ripped out my earphones and throw my iPod in the backseat.

It was hard though, to ignore two-hundred pounds of muscled male wolf when he didn't want to be ignored. Reaching over, he tugged on a strand of my hair. "Tell me about Kit."

I pushed his hand away, but only because he let me. "Kit is smart, sexy and gorgeous. A total package." He was also wickedly funny and charming in a way only a feline could be. It was too bad I had a terrible taste of hunger for a wolf.

I saw Hawke's hands tighten on the manual steering wheel. "A real prince."

"You could learn something from him."

"Careful." A quiet warning. "You only get to push so far."

I was too mad and sad and hurting to care. "Wow," I said with a wide-eyed look of mock amazement. "You lasted an entire two minutes before pulling rank."

That's when he did something that completely shocked me; he laughed. It was an open, natural sound, and it held my absolute and undivided attention. Hawke rarely laughed like that, and never with her. With such open joy, his wolf in his voice, in his face. "You can be a real brat."

It was so difficult to maintain a tough front when his laugh had wrapped around me like a rough caress, destroying my defences, but I couldn't see that, see how very vulnerable I was when it came to him. "Doesn't make me wrong."

"Fine," he said. "When it's just us, there's no rank, no alpha, no soldier. Only Hawke and Sienna."

I never, in a million years, expected to succeed in getting him to put aside the hierarchy. My breath was stuck in my throat, my palms suddenly all clammy.

"Lost for words?" A glance of ice-blue before he returned his attention to the forest track.

Since Hawke's eyes never changed colour, no matter his form, most people found it impossible to tell whether they were talking to the man or the wolf. But I always knew. Always. The power inside of me recognised the same wild energy in the wolf who was Hawke's other half. "No," I said at last, "just wondering how long you'll be able to hack it before you fall back on those rules."

"Keep pushing, baby." He murmured in that low, deep voice that touched places in her body it had no business touching. "We'll see what it gets you."

"Frustration!" I said, throwing caution to the winds on an adrenaline-fuelled rush of courage. "That's all it's ever gotten me. If sexual attraction followed any kind of logical rule, I'd be in bed with Kit instead of sitting next to a man too scared to take a chance."

A charged silence.

I couldn't believe I had said that. I went too far, and coming from me, that meant something. Hawke was alpha–whether or not rules were currently in operation between the two of us–which meant he was dominant beyond any Psy or human man, and most changeling males, too. Men like that did not like having their strength questioned on any level.

"After your meeting with Sascha," he said, his tone silky with menace, "that's when we'll talk about fear."

I leaned back in my seat, trying to control my racing heartbeat. I had no doubt that he could hear it. But I was Psy, had been Ming's protégée. I wasn't about to let anyone scare me off–not even a predatory changeling wolf so lethal, the feral wolves treated him as their leader.

A growl filled the vehicle, filled my senses, just as we entered the lane the led to a small lane not far from Lucas and Sascha's home. "You taste of ice."

"It's necessary." I said with manufactured calm. "You know it is." He'd caught me in an active state not long before I left the den to spend several months with the cats, seen firsthand what I could do. I'd chosen an isolated section to attempt my experiments at harnessing the fury of the X-marker, but an hour into it, I'd turned around and there he was, a huge wolf, proud and beautiful.

Now, he didn't answer as he brought the vehicle to a halt. Getting out, I took a deep breath, feeling as if she'd escape a deep breath, feeling as if she'd escaped the lair of the SUV. Oh God. All eyes of ice blue and hair of silver-gold, he was her every fantasy come to life.

And he was focused on me to the exclusion of all else.

I wet my dry lips, saw his yes follow the movement. "Stop it."

A small smile tugged at his lips. I got out of the SUV and just as I closed the door pure, heated wolf muscle trapped me between him and the closed door. I looked up at him, my heart beating erratically and my breathing hitched. I pressed myself right up against the door, not wanting to make contact with him, knowing that if I did then all my defences would shatter and I'd be back at square one.

"Please move." I said as politely as I could, holding back the snarl in my throat.

He didn't, of course. He just stood in front of me and stared. The heat from his body radiating off him and I wanted to press myself up against him so bad, so bad that it ached everywhere in my body to not have his touch.

"You need to go away while I'm talking with, Sascha." I told him, seeing as he wasn't going to move and I needed something to distract me from his body being so close to mine.

"I'll go for a run," he gave curt nod, "twenty minutes enough time?"

"Try an hour." I replied; there were so much things going on with me that I needed to blurt out to someone and Sascha was the right person to do just that. She would give me advice and help me with my problems, just like she had been a few weeks ago with trying to hone my abilities and put up my defences again.

He nodded and the turned in the direction of Sascha and Lucas's home, only to see the leopard alpha appear out of thin air and make his way towards Hawke and I.

"Hi, Luc." I greeted him as he came to stand next to wolf alpha, Hawke.

"Hey, Sienna," he smiled at me warningly, making me feel welcomed and protected. "Sascha's waiting for you."

I nod and make my way over to where I can see Sascha, standing out on the porch, hands gripping the railing, smile on her face.

I make my way up the steps and greet her. "Thanks again for meeting me, Sascha."

"Hush," she cups my face with a frown. "You are always welcome here Sienna."

I smile at her and take in her form. Sascha was nine months pregnant and was due day now. She wore a long yellow maternity dress with a creamy coloured cardigan on over the top. I didn't know much about pregnant woman. I was never there when my mother was pregnant with Toby so I don't really know how it goes, but I didn't think Sascha should be standing.

"Uh, Sascha," I said, eyes darting to where I had come from in the woods, to see if Luc was within range, "shouldn't you be sitting down?"

Sascha frowned at my comment. "Sienna, don't make me deck you."

My talk with Sascha was over and I was heading back to the SUV. I wanted to talk to her some more but I could tell that she was exhausted and wanted to catch some sleep. So I decided I could talk to Sascha another time.

Taking in her advice and thinking it over and over in my head. It was good advice, but was it advice that I was going to take? I had already made up the decision to just leave him be. Why should I chase someone who wasn't even interested in chasing me back? Why should I keep humiliating myself any longer for something that was only one sided? I was not going to be made a fool. Not now, not ever.

I found Hawke and Luc waiting at the SUV talking about alpha things and what's the best way to protect the pack from any danger that would come their way. Probably scenting me getting closer their heads lifted up and I saw Luc smile. But it wasn't at me. It was at his mate who had decided to follow me out and make sure I got to the car. Luc made his way over to Sascha and wrapped his arms from behind her, arms laying on her stomach and rubbing it protectively and then giving a kiss to her temple. Envy ran through me at the sight. They were so calm together, so at ease with each other it tugged at a piece of my heart. Knowing that I couldn't have that with one person I wanted that with. I stole a quick glance at Hawke and saw him staring at Sascha. He liked Sascha, that much I knew, but what I didn't know was how much he liked her. Or even if he did like her romantically and only liked her to piss off the leopard alpha to get a reaction.

"Hello Sascha, darling." His tone was flirtatious and sexy, a pang in my chest as I saw a glint of something in his eyes. "Miss me?"

Sascha smiled at him. "Terrible man."

"Get out of here wolf, before I rip you throat out." Luc grumbled but in a half-teasing, half-serious tone.

Hawke chuckled and made his way to the driver's seat of the SUV. I hopped in the passenger side and waved at Luc and Sascha as we sped off.

Hawke's POV

"Want to go for a run?" I asked when we hit the edge of den territory. "I promise not to chase you."

A lush burst of feminine arousal had me gritting my teeth to fight his body's instinctive response. "I'm nowhere near as fast as you," she said at last. "Not like Judd."

"Don't have to go fast." I shrugged the wolf happy because she hadn't said no. "Sometimes it's just about feeling the wind against your face, the earth under your feet."

She tugged the sleeves of her checked shirt to her fingertips. "Okay."

"It's cold out." The Sierra Nevada had slipped into the quiet beauty of night, the heat of the sun's rays long gone. "There should be a sweatshirt in the back you can wear."

Twisting in her seat, she reached for the sweatshirt... and her music player. Shooting me a dirty look, she put her iPod in the space on the dash and undid her safety belt long enough to put on the large grey sweatshirt.

That quickly she was covered in my scent.

Watching her roll up the sleeves to her wrists, I hid my possessive satisfaction behind a lazy comment. "You're kinda small, Sienna." She never seemed that way, her personality that of someone much larger and stronger–I bet if I asked people in the den to describe her, most would give her at least a foot of extra height, more muscle.

"Maybe you're too big." She continued to fold up the sleeves with methodical precision.

Grinning at being so politely insulted, I didn't say anything until I'd parked the vehicle a little ways from the den. Sienna was more than strong enough to cover the remaining distance on foot. "Ready?"

She was already opening the door. "I don't recognise this area."

I wasn't surprised. Den territory was vast, sprawling wilderness, most it inaccessible to vehicles–and unlike wolves, Sienna couldn't explore as much area on foot. "I want to show you something."

She clambered over a fallen tree on the path, and I had to stop myself from reaching over and picking her up, caressing her waist with my hands as I slid her oh-so-slowly to her feet. Her movements were smooth and lithe–Indigo had done a good job with her training, but it was Sienna's will that had led her to becoming as good as she was. Hawke knew the offensive capability of each and every soldier in the pack, and–putting aside her psychic abilities–Sienna was exceptional for someone who wasn't changeling.

"A little farther," he said when they reached a stand of conifers intertwined with a delicate green vine.

Picking up a small pinecone off the forest floor, Sienna rubbed her thumb over the rough edges. "Are you doing anything tomorrow night?"

I caught the nervous bite in her scent, caught, too, the determination.

My gut clenched. "Sienna." Hurting her was the last thing I wanted to do, but I wouldn't lead her on. "I have plans."

Cardinal eyes slammed into mine. "Rosalie?" A single frigid word.

He's an adult wolf, who happens to be a friend."

"As opposed to an immature girl you can't stand." A challenge, the gauntlet thrown.
I picked it up. "I need something she can give me." Rosalie was wolf enough to accept and offer the physical intimacy my wolf craved without expecting a depth of commitment I simply couldn't give... and much as much as I valued her friendship, Rosalie didn't tempt me to brand her with my claim, even knowing it would destroy her in the end.

I hope you like it :) Again most of the things in this story is all from the book and I'm just chucking in things that I wanted in it instead of the things that were in the book. Anyway, review this please :)