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The cool night breeze brushed across my face, adding to the overall creepy mood of the near on October evening. I silently wandered through the empty streets of La Push, Washington. The empty streets not terribly uncommon for such a small town, but weird for the time of about 6:30pm. But there was a fact that needed to be taken into account… Me. I disturbed people. Just seeing me sets people off.

I watched a boy who had to be at least 15 maybe 16 but no older, dart past me and head towards an old town church. I grinned. That's where I needed to go. The boy himself I noticed was gorgeous. A wolf. He had to be, he was tall, muscled, tan and fast. A bit faster than he should have been. My grin grew in size. He was a mutt, it was a fact! I sped up and reached the doors just as he yanked them open and slipped in. Following him, I dove in and sat down on the closest bench, listening to the eerie bang of the door slamming.

"Seth," a woman dashed forward and wrapped her arms around the boy, her relief was kind of sickening. "You made it. Are you okay?" She asked pulling back to studied the boy. Her somewhat pretty face was marred by four jagged scars. A bear. I snorted. Very un-lady like. I know. But since when have I been a lady? That was Emily Young, Sam Uley's mate. The imprint who'd foolishly pist of her wolf. A bear, I rolled my eyes.

The group around her was small, humans and werewolves all together. Here for one purpose, and one purpose only. Morning the dead. All were in some sort of tears, and all were in black. I sighed; my favorite color was being abused! Used for such a stupid thing. Whatever…

The group had about 12 or 13 people in it, seven wolves from what I could tell. But this pack wasn't this small anymore… No it was big enough that Justin was worried about them, worried about our secret. Worried about the people around us. This pack was 39 wolves strong now, big enough to overrule us, the Alpha Pack, if Samuel so wished to try and take such a move against the Alpha Pack…

Seth looked shaken but answered Emily, softly talking to her, helping her to relax a little. But Sam wasn't buying it. "You saw something didn't you? What… Who did you see?" Sam asked eyeing Seth with a funny look.

Seth looked confused and said, "Just some creepy chick with—"

"—Multi colored hair and lime green eyes?" Samuel finished turning towards me. He knew who I was, what I was. He knew my kind. Not waiting to hear Seth's response, Samuel motioned for me to come towards them. I stood and walked up the aisle my heels making a soft thump on the floor catching everyone's attention.

All the boys growled. I was a threat. I was an Alpha female and they knew it. I would get my way, even if they didn't like. Which they didn't. Alpha females were something new for this pack. I had to remind myself. Sam just rolled his eyes.

"What did I do wrong this time, Princess?" he groaned. Of course he automatically thinks that, how typical. I mean he couldn't, just for once say hello. Augh… Men. Of course he wasn't wrong in asking such a question. Justin only sent me out if something bad, really bad, as really really bad happened, which Samuel knew.

"You did nothing, Sam. That's why I'm here. You stood by and watched." He flinched hearing my tone. An Alpha's tone. His Alpha's tone. The one tone only an Alpha dog possesses. "You swore, Sam, swore that you would protect them." I pointed to the open casket of young Jared. "You kinda fail. Don't you think?"

"Listen here, Freak," Jacob Black stepped forward. A challenge, weather he knew it or not he had just challenged me. One that I was going to take and enjoy taking. "This has nothing to do you. Nothing. I'm sure Sam did his best. No, you know what! I know he did his best." I rolled my eyes. This boy knew nothing. He knew not of the oaths Sam took. He didn't know that Jared could have been saved. He didn't know about the Alpha Pack. So how could he know that Sam 'did his best'?

Sam growled at his beta, "Jake let it go. She's here for a reason. Let her do her job and then she'll leave." He glanced at me. "That's how it works. She's the cleaning crew." My eye twitched. He didn't. "She's here to fix my problems and then she disappears." Oh! He did!

"Samuel! I am not some cleaning crew. I am your Alpha and you will respect me as such. Or should I call Justin and tell him of your disrespect?" the surrounding pack and imprints flinched. I was in charge and they knew. They could feel it. The power and command that I held.

"Always hiding behind Justin? Eh, Will?" I growled low and loud. I step towards him. Sam held his ground. The boys growled and step forwards as well. The wolf inside knew an Alpha fight was about to happen.

"I do not hide. Justin is my Alpha as he is yours." I took my stance. Ready to fight if he wanted to. Justin told me he would do this. Warned me of such a danger. He wanted more power like all wolves. But that would never happen! Just then a hand touched my arm.

"Relax, Princess, Sam's just a little on edge." Paul's voice echoed in my ears. He was the one. But I'd never look him in the eyes. I couldn't be tied down. I was one of the few who knew who my imprint was before I'd even done it. I growled and glanced at Paul, who was calm and relaxed but underneath I could hear, could feel his wolf calling out wanting to crush Samuel for saying what he did.

"He knew the challenge when he said it." I hissed turning back on Sam. "He challenged me for the right of Alpha, he knows that! And now it needs to be taken care of." Sam's eyes widened and Paul's gentle grip grew tighter. "Samuel has shown the utter most disrespect to the oaths! You were there and so was Jared. Samuel promised! Promised to never fight against us! He promised to up hold the Alpha control!"

"Sam will back down, and so will you. You came here to fix this," Paul motioned to the dead Jared. "Worry about Sam later."

"Will, I'm sorry. You're right. I shouldn't have said that. That was rude. And uncalled for." Sam muttered humiliated. I shook my head a look of pity covering my face. "I'm sorry that I challenged you. In a way that shouldn't have been done."

Sighing I glanced at Paul, who nodded and me and smiled, "It's alright. Don't do it again. Please." Sam's eyes shot up so did two other sets. Paul's and Quil's. They knew I was one that never would say such a word. But recently I was working on my temper… It wasn't really working. But none the less I could control myself better.

Paul still stood by my elbow. A protector. He knew that I was his. However he wanted the imprint but I couldn't allow it, so it was a game between the two of us to see how close we would get before looking away. Paul's growls rumbled in his chest softer than I knew was possible.

I grinned and shook my head that imprint could be focused on later, I was here to fix the life of Jared. To do something I'd never done in the longest of time. Heal someone other than myself. To bring back Jared. A almost dead person because mostly dead and really dead are too completely different things.

I realized Jake was watching me with a hungry look and pacing around me like a caged wolf. He was growling a little (I think). Not that I was really worried about what he was doing. "What are you? Who are you? What are you doing here and what makes you think you're in command?" He said lowly. He was using Alpha tone on me. I smiled, but didn't answer. Next to me both Sam and Paul grinned.

"Answer me!" He yelled. I hissed and shook my head. Sam gripped my left arm while Paul took my right.

"Just tell him, Princess, we can't have you getting into too much trouble, can we?" Paul whispered in my ear.

"I'm Will, an Alpha Pack Female. I'm a shifter like you and I'm about to become the someone who's living hell for all of you." I smirked and looked up at Paul. Right square in the eyes…

Ahhh CRAP! Really?

Yep! Really…