i do not own any twilight, just a teething monster.

Jacob pov

It had been almost a year since the last attack. We were all hoping it was over, that we could finally move on with our lives. I just shook my head and sighed I needed to get home, I needed my imprint. Adams mind was distressed I hoped everything was okay, he gets upset easily.

"We need to get home Adam is worried" and collectively the pack sighed as we raced home. They weren't worried, and neither was I, the poor pup worries all the time. I laughed thanking god Bells was grown when I imprinted. The pack read my thoughts and agreed. We all stop right before the woods ended in front of the house and phased.

"That pup is starting to piss me off" Paul grumbled as he pulled his shorts on. I just rolled my eyes and pulled mine on. I started walking towards our home. We had built it next to my father's home; it had a large porch and a large door. Everything was oversized but it was still cozy, Bells had insisted upon that. We had a large shop in the back for our business and a large stack of lumber waiting to be made into whatever Bells told us to make. She was smart, making us do something to provide for imprints, our families. I walked into our home, there was soup on the stove, the house always had food cooking, and I followed the smell of strawberries until I found her in our room. She was humming a lullaby my father had taught and running her hands along the rails of the crib Sam had made us. I just stood there smiling leaning against the door frame. She must have sensed me there because she just sighed and laughed gently.

"You really have to do something about Adam, he growled at me today." I came up behind her and put my arms around her waist and kissed her neck. Why must she always smell so amazing, it always calms me.

"Well what did you do to his imprint?" I asked, smirking knowing she was going to get mad. "I didn't do a thing, she's teething and growing there isn't much I can do for her." She said turning towards me smiling. She put her arms around me and nestled her head into my chest. I could sense she was worried about something beside Mia . I tilted he face towards mine and kissed her soft lips gently." Don't worry" I whispered "I'll talk to him". Her face was so serious but she smiled and kissed me back.

As I walked around the back of the house I saw the little pup lying under Mia's window. His brown fur was so fuzzy, poor kid was only eight. I threw his some shorts and told him to phase now, he whined softly and did as I said. He shyly put his shorts on and held his head down; he knew he had done something wrong. I told him to take a walk with me and he did we walked for a long time, I wanted him to relax a little before we talked. "Adam we don't growl at Bella, you know this son." I heard him take a deep breath and knew he was sorry before he even spoke. "She is your alphas imprint and the mother of your imprint; you must control your wolf." He was trying to hold back his sobs, I looked at him, he's head was still down but he had a snot bubble forming. Holding back a laugh I held my jaw and asked "what do you have to say for yourself?"

There was a pause it was so quiet you could hear the birds singing to each other and the wind blowing though the leaves, that's when it hit me. The rotten sweet smell it was faint but it was there. I grabbed Adam by the shoulders and shook him till he looked at me. "Go now, run back to house tell Bella to lock the doors, phase and stay with them at all times. You are my eyes and ears for them, do not let me down" I commanded. He took off running back towards the house; I phased and started howling hoping the pack would know to phase.

"What the problem?" Sam's mind echoed in my head, he was running towards me.

"They've come back." There weren't any words or thought after that as we all ran towards the smells. We followed it to Charlie's house; there they were in her old room smiling at us. Jasper, Victoria and Edward smiling down at house with their blood red eyes. They started laughing as they all took off out the back of the house. Towards La push, towards my family.