Disclaimer: I dont own Twilight! That belongs to the amazing Stephine Meyers

Ok this story takes place after Breaking Dawn. In this story Jacob never leaves Sam's pack, Nessie was never born, and the Cullen's all moved to Alaska. Sorry this is just wolves! Dont hate on it to much! I'm trying my best!

Sam's POV

'He just need someone to watch over him Sam. Someone who will understand him,' my elder sister's words still ran threw my head. It had been three years since I had that conversation with my older sister, Reyna. Three years since I had agreed to adopt her son-my nephew. Three years since I made a fairly bad decision on my part by bring that "bundle of joy" to La Push.

Rex isn't the worst nephew in the world, I love him like a son. But he has a bad temper, a lot worse then Paul's and a lot more dangerous. I'm not sure what I expected, I mean Reyna and her husband-Jeff Revon-are two of the more violent and hotheaded people I know. I guess I just wanted to please Reyna and the fact she could be a bit abusive did weigh in on whether or not I was to adopt my nephew. So I chose to; I, Sam Uley, chose to adopt my nephew, Alexander "Rex" Uley-Revon, for better or for worse; and by the looks of it and seems its for worse

The day I went to get him he looked absolutely pitiful, a light coat wrapped around his broad shoulders and his face drained of all color. His previously sky blue eyes were pale and worried and his short black hair was unruly and longer then before.

"Hey Rex," I said softly, looking down at my nephew. Rex opened his mouth as if to say something but bit his lip, stopping himself. In the distance i could hear Emily talking with Reyna, though I could only make out a few words.

"He...innocent...wolf...coat...imprint...he..child...i...BITCH!" out of those few words I could make out the last one definitely made me turn my attention back on Emily and my sister. Emily was held back by two security guards, she was thrashing wildly trying to attack my sister. Reyna was trying to get lose from Jeff's hold on her wrists. I took note that Reyna's left cheek was bright red and a hand mark was still visible. Nice going Em, slapping my sister in the face, a slight smirked appeared on my face.

"Ladies! Calm down" the security guard demanded.

"Em, let's go" I tried to be a serious as possible though I couldn't seem to wipe that stupid smirk off my face. Emily looked back at me, her enchanting eyes were full of something I had only ever seen in vampires. Murderous and blood thirsty; that made my smirk fade, replaced by an ear to ear grin.

"Wipe that stupid grin of your face before I do it for you," Reyna snarled at me. The two security guards let go off Emily, who looked please and content with her ability to slap my sister. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Emily mouth a five letter word that rhymed with witch.

"Let's go, Rex" I said softly, taking his bag and stuffing it in the back of the truck. I hadn't taken note that my sister and her husband were gone until I saw Rex's face. It had gone from emotionless to terrified in a matter of seconds. In the background I could hear Emily talking to a security guard, maybe discussing her excuse for slapping my sister, but all of the was barely audible compared to the sound of my heart break. I felt absolutely horrible for Rex; his mother and father left him with out so much as a good-bye, they abandoned him so they could move on with their lives because they decided at the moment that a teenager didnt work with their lifestyles. Part of me wanted to go attack Reyna while the other part wanted me to wrap Rex in a hug and tell him it was going to be okay, to tell him I was going to be the father he never really had.

"You coming Sam?" Emily's voice startled me and brought me back to reality.

"Yes ma'am." I called with a light smirk. I looked back, half expecting to see my sixteen year old nephew but he was already in the car with a very impatience and partially angered Emily. I climbed into the driver's seat and started the car up. Emily was singing along to some rap about losing yourself with music that was written by some rapper who's name was Reese or some other type of candy. I wasn't exactly focused on what type of candy a rapper had named himself after; I was focusing on everything that was going on at that moment. A million things ran through my mind, Reyna, the Cullen's, Jared Cameron and Paul Lahote-the next to phase, and the future for me and Emily. Out of all the things that ran through my mind, Rex wasnt a part of any of them. The sixteen year old boy didn't seem to have a place anywhere in my thoughts. And to this day I still regret never looking back at my nephew and looking into his light blue eyes. Because I'm pretty sure that if I had I would have seen the danger and angry hidden behind them.

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