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Hayden's POV

The door collided with my nose and I groaned. "Ugh, my nose."

"Sorry! I uh, just came to bring you y-your breakfast." I looked up and saw Seth.

"Not hungry," I said and went down the steps to the little couch. I guess I had fallen asleep up the stairs and by the door. I sat on the sofa and closed my eyes, waiting for the kid to leave me in my miserable state.

"Sam wants to talk to you."

"Don't want to talk."

"Umm…"

I opened my eyes and looked at him. He was standing by the bottom of the stairs with a plate in his hands. It smelled really good, but I wasn't supposed to be accepting things from the enemy. "Look kid, why don't you do yourself a favor and just go tell your Alpha to leave me the hell alone and let me go."

He looked like he didn't know what to do. "O-okay." He turned and walked out of the room.

I didn't mean to be like that to him but I had to set things straight. He was a good kid, but he had an asshole of an Alpha. I wasn't usually this moody, but I could be if I wanted to.

I heard another set of feet heading down the stairs. They weren't Seth's clumsy steps. It sounded like someone twice his size and confidant. Crap. It was Paul. Just what I needed. He didn't say a word, just came over to me and picked me up off the couch. I was not going to let this barbarian do this.

I rammed my knee in his stomach and got a satisfying 'oof'. He dropped me to the floor. I landed hard on my back and kicked his legs out from under him. He caught himself just before meeting the floor and grabbed my ankle. I tried to kick him with my other foot but he took hold of it. So I socked him in the jaw. He growled and jumped on top of me and pinned me beneath him with all his weight.

"Don't you move," he ordered in my ear.

"Not likely punk," I spat back. I wiggled and tried to maneuver out from under him but he had me good. I head-butted him. "Son of a…" I smiled. My arms were stuck under me and I couldn't move my legs. "Let's try this again, shall we?"

He hauled me to my feel, me still struggling in his hold. "Gosh your such a pain" he complained.

"Yeah, well your no guardian angel." He snorted and took me up the stairs. He held my knees close to his chest so I couldn't kick and my hands were in his vice grip.

I tried to bite him, even if I didn't have fox teeth, but he made sure I didn't.

"Rabid dog!" One of them said and I growled.

They were teasing me just like the ones who used to torture me. Maybe the whole hospitality was false and they did it just to get me here. What if they caught me for the others and were holding me till they came?

If it was true I had to find a way to escape. If I didn't…I was as good as dead.

"Set her down Paul." I couldn't see who said it, but I knew it wasn't Sam.

"Oh, I forgot she's your girlfriend, isn't she," Paul replied. Wait. Girlfriend? Did they sell me? Were they giving me up like some piece of meat to be sold at the market?

"Shut up, Paul." Paul threw me on the couch. I bounced back up to leave but Paul pushed me back down. I pushed him back and he stumbled and fell on his ass.

Everyone in the room laughed and I looked too see was all here with us. There was Jacob, the one that had a hold of my throat yesterday, sitting on the recliner. He was tall, but not the tallest. He was about an inch or two shorter than Paul. His hair was in serious need of a new cut.

The littlest one, Seth, was on the floor. The color of his wolf was contrasted his human form. While his wolf was a sandy color his hair was quite dark. He still had his lanky figure, though I could tell that it was somewhat being replaced by muscle, thanks to his wolf side.

Quil, the one who had first spotted me, was standing in the hall that led to the door. I was a little pissed at him for spotting me in the first place. Embry, the one who lied to me was staring at me intently.

What was his problem?

I didn't wait for any reason. I simply bolted to the back door, since it was the closest escape, other than the window, and I was not going to do that again.

I jumped over the couch I was thrown on and broke through the screen. Thank goodness the glass door was open. The screen tore with the force I used and I was out if the house and heading towards the forest.

"Get her back here," Paul yelled from somewhere behind me.

My legs were pushing me as fast as I could go but they were still not as far as I'd like them to be. I could now hear the claws of paws, digging into the ground, pushing them faster to their target. Me. But at that very moment I just had to choose to turn around and look, and it just so happened that there was a log in the way. How the hell I didn't notice it before, I don't know. But that damned log was my downfall.

I tripped and landed face first in the dirt.

I pushed myself up on my elbows and spit the dirt out of my mouth. I think I had some moss in there too. I wiped my mouth with my hand, only to be pushed back into the ground by a hand on the back of my neck. I knew those hands, Paul.

"Don't worry, I have her," he said. But he didn't. I used my strength to push me—and Paul—up. Believe me when I say it was no easy task, he was three times my size. I elbowed him in the side, but he grabbed a chunk of my hair and held on.

Damned long hair!

I wasn't about to have a bald spot. I dug my nails into his hand.

"Hurry up and grab her Embry, she's freaking scratching the shit out of my hand. Damn it," he yelled when I dug in deeper.

I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and was pulled away from Paul. I screamed and kicked Embry's shin. "Shit," he yelled in my ear, but he still had a hold of me.

"You guys can't do a thing without me, can you?" Ugh, I knew that voice. I looked up and sure enough, the girl wolf was walking towards me. "Where the hell is Sam to do his damn Alpha thing on her?"

Paul rubbed his hand where the moon shaped crescents of my nails were then looked over at me and glared. "He had to take Emily to her appointment, you know, she is having a baby and all," he said.

"What?!" I'm guessing she didn't know.

"Good going, Paul, now we have two uncontrollable bitches on our hands," Quil said. I looked at him, shocked. Sure I had been called a bitch before—from Paul—but I didn't expect it to come from Quil. He seemed nicer then Paul.

"Did you just call me a bitch," I asked. Everyone turned towards me. I was looking at Quil and he looked like a mouse that was cornered by a cat. Good.

"Well, yes?"

I had enough of these people. I wasn't going to stay. I needed to get out. I threw my head back and hit Embry in the nose. He immediately let go of me and cupped his now bleeding nose. I jumped over him and ran into the forest. I heard a lot of yelling and cursing, but I didn't stop. I ran until I came to a river and jumped inside to get rid of my scent. It would have to do. The water was freezing and it chilled my bones, but it wasn't as cold to me as it would be to a human, and for that, I was thankful.

I let the current carry me away from them. I wasn't sure if they would jump in after me but I would take my chances. Anything was better than being taken back to those wolves that beat me. I wasn't sure if they were like them, but I had never met a different pack other than my own. Would it be different? I couldn't take that chance.

I decided it was long enough and kicked my legs and pumped my arms to get to land. I hauled myself out of the water and dumped my exhausted body on shore. I was panting and out of breathe. I was hungry and needed warm cloths, but I had neither.

Sucks to be me.

I got my bearings and stood back up to look for shelter. I was stuck in the middle of nowhere. I walked away from the river and found only trees among trees, bush among bush, and a whole lot of green. It was getting dark and I would have to find somewhere warm to stay or I was going to have to sleep on the cold floor and have the wind hitting me when I was soaked. I wouldn't get sick but it wouldn't be fun.

After about half an hour of searching I was about to call it quits and take my chances with the critters that crawl on the floor, when I smelled something other than the forest. I stuck my nose in the air and sniffed. It smelled like ash. Was there a fire? No, it was to faint. Maybe it was an old campfire? I walked closer and sweet Jesus it was a house! A beat up old looking house with all the paint chipped, but it would be warmer than the floor and it would block the wind.

Sure I could phase, problem solved, right? Wrong. If there were any hunters around they wouldn't think twice to either drug or shoot me.

I looked around but saw no car. I cupped my hands and tried to see inside as best as I could 'cause the windows were caked with dust. There was no sign of anything alive in there. I walked to the door and knocked, just in case. No answer. I turned the knob and it was open. I cautiously came inside and peered around. It looked like no one had been here in a while. There was an old mattress in the corner and a rag that looked like it used to be a blanket. There was nothing else. There were some really old ashes in the fireplace, so that was what I smelled. I walked to the stained mattress and sat on it. I could feel the floor beneath me, but I guess that was all the comfort I would get.

I was planning on leaving tomorrow so it wouldn't kill me to sleep here for one night. Talk about roach hotel. The blanket smelled of urine so I quickly threw it across the room with my foot. There were no matches to light a fire, and I wasn't some girl scout that could rub two sticks together. So it looked like this was home for the night. I huffed and fell back onto the mattress, which wasn't a good idea since my head sunk down and met the floor. I grunted and turned to face the wall.

I let sleep take me to somewhere that wasn't infected and was actually warm.

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I woke up when I heard the sound of glass breaking. I shot up and crouched, ready to attack. I didn't see anyone. It was dark so I let my eyes adjust to the night. There wasn't much of a moon out tonight so it was even darker. When I could see better than before I saw a silhouette of a man.

"Oh, don't get your panties in a bunch honey, with the storm outside it doesn't look like were going to be going anywhere tonight."

"Paul?" He walked closer to me and I growled. He waved his hand to dismiss it.

"Yes, Paul. Who'd you think was going to find your sorry ass? Sam owes me big time for this." He looked around. "This place looks like a shithole." I couldn't agree more. "Gosh, you just had to run away, didn't you? Now I have to sleep here tonight!" He muttered to himself and then came closer to me.

"What do you think your doing," I asked.

"Going to freaking bed, what does it look like?" I moved away from him and he jumped down on the mattress I was laying on. I was surprised it didn't turn into a pancake. "Can't believe I have to sleep on this piece of shit thing. I could be on my nice comfy bed, warm and cozy."

"Why the hell are you here?"

"Can't do much of anything else when your alpha tells you to go out and find you, now can I?" I should be running. "Don't even think about running. I'm tired, as hell and I'll just follow you. Orders from alpha remember? You," he said pointing a finger at me "are lucky he wasn't there to command you to stay put. He should have told you before he left."

"W-what makes you think I won't just run away when you fall asleep," I challenged.

"If you do then I'll have to follow you. Plus, I'm sure the pack will find you before you get too far, maybe, if they're not all asleep in their nice cozy, comfy, soft—"

"Yeah. I get that I ruined your precious beauty sleep." I slumped down in the corner of the room. He rolled his eyes and turned his back to me. "Why do you all want me so bad?" I had to know.

He turned back around. "Who said I wanted you," he questioned.

"I don't mean it like that and you know it." I pulled my knees up and folded my arms on them, waiting for an answer.

He sighed and then answered. "Can't have a lone shifter wandering the streets of La Push when you can't even control yourself."

I snorted. "I can control my anger just fine, thank you very much."

"I'm not the one you need to convince." He rolled back to the wall.

I waited for a second but I knew I couldn't hold my tongue any longer. "Is that really why? For the safety of the citizens?"

He turned around yet again. Maybe the tone of my voice slipped a little. "Why else would we want to keep you here?"

I looked away from him and shrugged. So they really weren't going to give me back to them. I wasn't free, but at least I knew they had no part in it. I just hope that Ben and his pack don't stumble upon me while searching. Would this new pack defend me, or would they hand me over?

"You going to sleep anytime soon?"

I looked over at Paul, who was still not facing me. "I am not sleeping in the same bed as you."

"Not like anything is going to happen. Your not my type."

I huffed. "Well sorry to bring down your ego, buddy," I spat, "but you are nowhere near what I go for in a man. And I would never sleep on the same mattress with a sleezy dog like you."

"Suit yourself," he said. I could tell from his voice that he was tired. Maybe that was why he wasn't putting up such a big fight. "Don't blame me in the morning when you have a sore neck." He would be the one I'd be blaming. Because of him being here and taking my only mattress it was his fault.

I took a deep breath and let it out. I laid my head on my arms. This wasn't going to be a very comfortable sleeping arrangement, but I wasn't going to sleep with him. Okay, so I was lying when I said that Paul was in no way, shape or form what I liked in a man. In fact, he was exactly what I always looked for in one. He was the spitting image of the term, 'tall, dark, and handsome.' But he was still an ass. An ass that just so happened to take what I was supposed to sleep on and is the reason I'm sleeping in the corner.

Well, I mid as well stop complaining to myself and get some shut-eye. I was going to have to go back to Sam's pack, no matter if I wanted to or not. But at least I now knew they weren't going to hand me over to Ben.

I shut my eyes and dreamt of my family. My mother, hugging me to her chest tight, just like she always did. My father, making jokes that were so dumb and dry you couldn't help but laugh, and my brother. He was only six, but he was beyond his years.

Paul's POV

I could hear her soft and steady breathing, signaling that she was asleep. I didn't know why I liked her. She was a temperamental bitch-fox. Sure she was on the hot side with her wild hair and her blue eyes, but she was still a bitch. Once a bitch, always a bitch. Plus, she was annoying too. I knew Embry liked her, but who didn't he like? He was a horny ass kid. No one else seemed to be attracted to her. But I wouldn't know that until I phased and saw deeper into their minds.

Why was I even bothered that they'd like her? She wasn't my girlfriend, so what was with the possessiveness? She wasn't my imprint, and that much was for sure.

I grunted and got up from where I was laying on the crappy mattress. I don't know why I had the urge to put her on it. I just didn't want her to wake up with a sore neck, but why did I even care?

I walked over to her. I thought she was going to wake up when I first got up, but she was just talking in her sleep. She was out like a light and couldn't find the switch. I made it to her and gently touched her shoulder, but she didn't move. I put my hands under her to where I could hold her without dropping her. She mumbled and turned in my arms. I froze and waited for her to stop. When she did I stood up. She didn't move so I carefully walked to the piece of shit mattress, squatted down and put her on it.

She turned again and clutched my shirt. I tried to pull her fingers off but she wasn't having any of that and held on stronger. I was thinking of taking off my shirt so I could get her off but I didn't want her to wake up and see me shirtless and think I did something while she was sleeping.

I settled down beside her, since I had no way of getting away and made myself as comfortable as possible.

"Tommy," she mumbled.

Who was Tommy? Did she have a boyfriend? And why did I even care? I shouldn't.

She muttered a few more names then stopped. I looked down at her face and saw what I liked about her, which was everything. She had dark hair like all the girls on the rez, I couldn't see her blue eyes but I knew them well. Her lips were round and plump, her eyebrows were perfect, and did she even pluck? Her high cheekbones made me want to touch her face, and the cleft in her chin made me want to kiss it.

This was so wrong. Here I was, a weird freak, watching her as she slept. I was acting like that freaking mind reader. Jake had told us all that he had watched Bella sleep before, what a weirdo! And what was even more disturbing was that the chick liked it! That was seriously fucked up.

I shook my head and set it down on my arm to get more comfortable. I sighed and closed my eyes. Hopefully she wouldn't totally freak out when she woke up and saw me lying next to her.


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