"We'll talk about that when were back with the pack," Sam sad sternly, seriously… he reminded me of a drill sergeant.

"Cut the shit. What the hell is wrong with me?" Sam's facial expressions remained calm, but Jake stared down at his shoes. He frowned, clearly upset.

"We will talk about it la-"

"Dill, you're a werewolf." He said it so nonchalantly. Too calmly, like he was talking about the weather, "But you're not alone. You'll never be alone. We're all the same," He took an unneeded pause and I could tell he was lying, nonetheless, I went along with it anyways, "Well; you're a little different from the rest of us…"

I rolled my eyes, "What is it Jake?"

"You're the only female wolf our tribe has ever produced," Sam responded for him. He stared me directly in the eyes, looking for an answer I couldn't give him, while Jakes eyes made their way slowly towards my chest. I cleared my throat loudly, but Jake didn't get it. Sam elbowed him in the ribs hard. Jake glared up at him, and then turned a deep shade of red.

Fuck, he's such an idiot. Why did I like him so much?

Then I saw the goofy grin he gave me in apology and instantly remembered why. He was such a clown and he was cute, but he was totally oblivious. I really had no idea how anyone could have such little common sense.

"Wanna ride me?"

"WHAT?"

"You always had such a perverted mind," he smiled again; "I can't wait till I'm inside it." He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and squeezed me tightly.

What the hell does that mean?

Sam and Jake ran into the trees, leaving me stranded. I thought about chasing after them, but they wouldn't leave me out here… would they?

I was just getting ready to sit down for a long wait, when I saw them… I think it was them. A shaggy mutt skidded in front of me, nearly knocking into me. His bark startled me, but he wagged his tail and let his tongue hang out of his mouth. I instantly knew this had to be Jake (not to mention the other dog looked like he'd been through the most rigorous obedience classes all over the country). He threw his head back like he was trying to tell something, but I wasn't getting it... At all. I felt like I was playing charades with a four year old. He galloped in place, his tongue bouncing as he did so. I was bent over laughing when he flipped me onto his back. With one final grin over the shoulder he took off at top speed. I gripped onto the fur around his neck for dear life.

We made it back to my house in record time. I stepped carefully off Jake, while the two wolves ran back into the woods. I wondered what was going to happen now. I was so confused. I didn't like surprises; the unknown can be utterly frightening. As I stood in my backyard half naked I realized that there will always be surprises in life, when you are and when you aren't expecting it. What I wasn't expecting was to turn around and have five teenage boys staring at my boobs.