He looked to limp and exhausted to hurt me or anyone for that matter. He dropped his head next to mine and I silently scooted away as I felt something fury on my arm. I jerked my arm away to find a paw underneath of it. I followed the paw to two long lean fury limbs to a paler color of a wolf's underbelly. I stopped mid-body before looking up into the eyes of a two ton russet brown wolf, and from the look in its eyes I could tell it was only a puppy for now.

I gasped at its extreme beauty and ran my hand down its fury leg shivering not knowing how it would react. It whimpered softly at my touch and stepped back with sorrow in its eyes. I looked at the four other guys that stood on the other side of the small clearing, and they all looked calm and collected like they've seen this before, although they looked at me terrified and worried.

"You never told me you were werewolves." I said simply struggling to stand up next to the four thousand pound wolf that stood next to me.

They all looked at me with tilted heads and shocked faces as I fell down attempting to stand. The wolf bent its head down and I held onto its nose as it lifted me up. I leaned against it to keep my balance as I faced the other four.

"Hopefully you're not going to ask how I know that, because your friend just turned into a two ton wolf." I chuckled and heard Jacob behind me snort a light laugh.

"Why didn't you think anything of it?" Sam stepped forward confused. I mean he was right and if my cousin Garret wasn't a werewolf to I probably would have ran away screaming.

"Well, my cousin Garret is a werewolf and I'm a fairy." I admitted. I guess since they didn't have room to judge I felt okay to open a new door to the other world they belonged to as well.

Paul and Jared laughed holding their stomachs. "A fairy?" Paul blurted though laughter. My mouth hung opened and I felt anger take over. I didn't realize I was really walking over to them, even though I wouldn't look so intimidating standing close to them with my tiny figure.

"For your information, fairies were warriors before you guys even existed in the magical world, so I suggest you be quiet before I show you what a real fight is." I snapped poking my finger into his chest. Jared immediately stopped, but Paul laughed harder. I heard Jacob hurl a low growl toward Paul. I pursed my lips and let anger take over me once again. Black wings popped out of my back and I took a step forward.

"You want to eat your laughter?" I demanded pushing against him. He stopped dead to take an interest in my fluttering black wings.

"Wait, if you can do that, why couldn't you do anything to that guy when he was chasing you?" Embry asked pointing to the man that still lay on the ground probably passed out by now.

"Well, I'm a young fairy and my powers are controlled by my emotions until I'm and older fairy." I started. They still looked confused. I sighed. "When I'm mad I grow wings and get rushes of power I can use to fight, like when I just got mad, I grew wings. And when that guy was chasing me and what not, all I felt was fear and it's still really hard for me to channel my emotions since I'm only a teenage girl." I admitted slightly blushing.

"When are you not considered a young fairy?" Sam asked.

"When ever I get all my powers, it could be now, or it could be in a hundred years, it depends when I really need them to kick in. Oh and adult fairies' wings match the color of their emotion, and I'll know as soon as I get my full powers, kind of like you guys know when you imprint, you just know. And from the looks of what I saw, Jacob imprinted not to long ago."

Sam nodded with a cocked eyebrow and stepped in front of them. "How do you know he did?"

"I saw my cousin Garret imprint on a girl named Marah, once you see that face once, you never forget it, and you never mistake it." I laughed as I imitated Jacob's face when I ran into him, and as Jacob whimpered and huffed a laugh as well.

"Jacob, go phase," Sam shook his head laughing and Jacob took off into the trees.

"Um, I didn't see any shorts near here." I laughed as I started to stand next to Embry and Jared.

"We have a few extras actually in the woods just in case something like that happens." Sam said pointing back to the guy that still laid still. I cringed looking at him as I heard footsteps breaking the leaves in the woods. I looked up to see Jacob making his way out of the woods and over next to me. I smiled and wrinkled my nose knowing what it meant when someone says imprint; that you found your eternal soul mate and you'd be with them for the rest of your life, and you were meant for each other. Made perfectly for each other in every way, shape, and fashion, inside and out, and nothing will break you apart. It seems weird from the other side, when you automatically figure out OMG, I've just been imprinted on and I found my eternal soul mate when you just met someone, but I guess love is crazy all the way around even if I've never been in love. And knowing I actually love this guy, and I just don't know it yet, that's very strange.

Looking at Jacob I know feel like I've imprinted in a different way. He was amazingly beautiful, with the most perfect body I could have ever drawn up in my mind. His dark skin complimented his white teeth and sculpted around his perfectly toned muscles in his arms, legs, the ones in his stomach leading a perfect V shape in between his legs, which stupid raging teenage hormones dragged me to want.

He was definitely taller than me, by maybe a little more than a whole foot, and watching him look at me with the smile he did, didn't held my knees any and made me fall and making my wings flutter back into my skin quickly. I landed on my knees luckily and was able to hold the rest of me up. At the moment I fell and Jacob's smile faded, I realized I was watching him this whole time in slow motion in my mind, and it was broken by him rushing over to me to help me stand. How pathetic?

"Where exactly do you live in Port Angeles?" Sam asked as Jacob helped me back to my feet and held me up by my waist with one of my arms around his neck. It didn't do my shortness any justice since my feet were now being raised off and ground just having my arm around his neck.

"I don't live in Port Angeles, I was visiting a friend there, I got lost, my car broke down and he found me on the side of the road hiking." I pointed to the guy who was now moaning and trying to get up. A low growl erupted in Jacob chest, as I rolled my eyes at the guy that could barely even move.

"Where do you live then?" Sam asked again.

I hesitated before saying, "Nowhere,"

Everyone looked at me with different expressions; some confused, some horrified, and some loving and apologetic.

"My mom and dad died just a few months ago, and I ran away. I called a few of my friends, but none of them were home for the summer, and then once I finally got a hold of my friend Tori, in Port Angeles she gave me directions to her house and said I could live there with her I went to the address but, it was wrong and I dropped my phone out the window trying to get a signal and then my car broke down and then," I sighed. "You know the rest." I finished.

"Wow, no offence, but your luck sucks for a fairy." Paul said a little confused and flustered.

A low growl erupted from Jacob chest and I laughed. "Yeah, I guess, but I don't think it's all bad since I found my soul mate I've only known for ten minutes." I said as Jacob laughed while Paul snorted.

Somehow I felt comfortable being in the arms of a guy I just met; maybe the imprinting works both ways, or I'm just a little flustered and to tired to push one of the hottest guys I've ever seen that was shirtless away from me.

"Jacob, maybe you should take Mitchy back to your house." Sam suggested as the moaning guy stumbled slowly to his feet. He nodded and placed me on his back before taking off in a jog while I got comfortable and rested my head on his shoulder. Too soon for my liking he stopped and we stood in front of a small red house a house I would have chose, since big and in the opened wasn't me in the first place.

"I know it's not much, but –"

I cut Jacob off by jumping off his back forgetting my legs would give out on me. I stumbled up and had Jacob's arms around my waist.

"Actually, believe it of not, it's perfect to me." I admitted smiling as a thank you for helping me. He smiled back and lifted me back up with one of my arms behind his neck and his arms around my waist.

He let go of my waist with one hand for a few seconds to open the door and have him stand me up in the middle of what looked like the living room when I realized I didn't fall, probably because I was standing still. He turned to shut the door just as I heard the soft voice of a woman from down the hallway.

"Jakey, is that you?" She stepped out from around the corner just as Jacob wrapped his arms back around my waist. She stopped dead in her tracks and flickered her eyes between Jacob and me.

Her hair was flat and black and came just above her knees. Her skin was the same color as Jacob's, maybe a little lighter and she looked almost like him. She wore short tight yellow shorts and a tank top that had a picture of a cat yawning and saying, 'being this cute is tiring.' She smiled and walked toward us.

"Who's this?" Her smile was welcoming and warm.

"Mitchy, this is my sister Rachel and Rachel this is Mitchy my imprint." Jacob's cheeks turned a slight reddish color at the last word.

"Nice to meet you." I smiled opening my arms to hug her. She gladly excepted and said the same thing back.

"Jacob, you don't have to hold onto her like that." She laughed.

I giggled. "He kind of does if he doesn't want me to go face first onto the floor."

"Huh?" she cocked her head in confusion.

"It's a long story," Jacob laughed. "I'll tell you once I get her settled." He promised. She nodded and walking into a room that looked like the kitchen.

"She seems nice." I leaned up to look at him.

"Yeah, all devils do at first." He joked. I rolled my eyes as he lifted me again and brought me into a small room I figured was his.

"Is this your room?" I asked as he sat me down right side up on the bed.

"Yeah, but make yourself at home." He smiled while walking over to a small desk that made him look like a giant. I smiled easing myself back and finally being able to lay down without thinking I'm going to get killed or having it be in dirt and leaves or on a murder table. "Are you hungry?" He asked turning to sit at the end of his bed.

I nodded my head. "I haven't eaten in two days, well besides the dirt and leaves that ended up in my mouth." I laughed.

"I'll be back." He said biting his lower lip and walking out. Once he was out of the room and shifted out of his bed and leaned against the wall to make my way over to the mirror on the other side of the room. I stood in front of it leaning against the wall and picking at the leaves and dirt in my hair. My wavy hair was now almost one big clump of dirt, twigs, leaves, and drops of blood. My face was smeared with blood and dirt and my clothes were covers in woodland mess and torn almost completely into shreds. How did Jacob imprint on this?

I heard the door open again, but I didn't look up to see since I already knew it was Jacob.

"Paul was right, I do look like hell." I laughed as I heard Jacob sit something down and have his arms wrap around my waist again.

"Standing won't do you justice." He laughed carrying me back over to his bed. He sat me down and leaned over to the small side table and sat a plate in front of me. It contained scrambled eggs and pancakes with steam still flowing out of them. "My sister made them, I couldn't cook to save my life." He laughed along with me as I began to eat. He watched me the whole time staring like he was an aesthete examining a piece of artwork in a museum. Every time I managed to take a glance at him I blushed.

Once I finished the whole plate not leaving a trace of food left on it he took it from me and walked out without a word, and not long after he came back in with a smile on his face.

"Rachel's going to help you clean up and take you shopping, since I see you don't have anything with you." He smiled down at me and made me blush. I nodded my head as he helped me up and let Rachel take care of me from the bathroom on.

She walked me over to the toilet and sat me down. "Okay, how are we going to do this?" She laughed looking around the bathroom. "Alright." She gave up and helped me stand again. "Can you stand okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, kind of." I said leaning on the wall with one arm. She undid the first button on my torn and tattered jeans and carefully slid them down. I didn't realize how bad my legs really were until I saw the purple and black bruises that blotched every other place on them. Blood dripped down them and stuck to the jeans as I yelped in pain as she slid them down horrified, cringing from the sight.

"Um ouch?" I laughed.

Once that was over with she moved onto my shirt and gently lifted it over my head. It was easier since there wasn't a lot of dried blood, but she wanted to be safe.

She finally got me completely undressed and started the shower water and helped me step in. She had to hold onto me getting wet herself through almost the whole thing. She had to use a brush under the water to slowly chip away at the dirt and twigs in my hair.

"So, what's with all this anyway?" She asked with the same sweet voice as before and gestured to my body still slightly covered in dirt.

I sighed before explaining the whole story to her, besides the fairy part. She looked even more horrified when I finished.

"That's horrible, I'm so sorry about your parents." She said working on another part of my hair.

"It alright," I shrugged. I could help just put up a shell of 'I don't care' when I felt like crying.

"My mom died a few years ago." She admitted. "But, I guess that's enough about that. What do we need to go shopping for?"

I sighed. "Everything, but I don't mind working first and buying my own stuff." I shrugged as she ripped back on the brush causing me to yelp quietly.

"Sorry," She quickly apologized. "Do worry about it. It's all good. I promise." She assured me. I still felt like an intruder or something.

After she finished getting virtually every little germ off my body she helped me get out and dry off. She tossed me a pile of dry clothes that made me lose my balance. I laughed and hobbled over to use the wall for balance.

"Sorry," She apologized stepping forward.

"It's all good." I laughed.

She smiled. "You can use my clothes for now." She smiled even wider and helped me get into them.

I ended up wearing Bermuda shorts and a tank top. The shorts were just long enough to cover the bruises and cuts and the tank top came up a little above my hips just showing off the bottom of my flat stomach. It was baby blue with the word angle spelled across my chest.

"They fit," Rachel looked me up and down nodding her head. "Okay, let's go show Jake what you look like not dressed in dirt." She laughed along with me and wrapped one arm around my waist and the other holding my arms around her neck.

No doubt Jacob was sitting on the floor on the other side of the hallway and playing with his thumbs until Rachel opened the door. A smile yanked at the corners of his mouth and without a struggle he smiled from ear to ear.

"I know, you don't have to say it, I'm amazing." Rachel sarcastically gloated as she passed me to Jacob's arms.

"Yeah," He rolled his eyes and smile as she playfully pushed him. He looked a little confused as to why she was wet.

I sighed. "It was a very complicated procedure." I laughed as Jacob did too. "Thank you Rachel." I smiled as she started into the living room and grabbed her keys.

"Are you guys coming?" She laughed at Jacob who didn't seem to notice she was talking. She rolled her eyes and opened the door. "I'll be waiting outside then." She shut the door behind her and I turned to Jacob who was staring at me with loving eyes; also known as confused eyes as well. I smiled back at him and had just noticed my arms were locked around his neck and him holding me by the waist. He leaned down slowly and just before his lips met mine someone opened the door.