A.N I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in so long, school has been keeping me really busy.

I would just like to thank: Gifted and Talented Blonde, tsebehtsiellivllams, , Henrietta Frances, LollyPopLaura1994, melon872 and XxXWolvesInTheNightXxX for reviewing the last chapter.

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters and plots belong to Stephanie Meyer.

Chapter 4

Paul's POV.

I woke up in the morning with the feeling that had been hanging over me since the first time that I phased. The feeling that I had to patrol with the knowledge that everyone with me could hear everything that I was thinking and that I had to listen to everything that everyone else just had to think about.

I dragged myself out of bed. I looked behind me. I swore that the bed was getting smaller, there was no way that I was going to fit in it much longer without breaking it. While I was getting dressed I thought about how much my life had changed since I first phased. I had been one of the few in the pack that decided that I would stay with my family and not move out. most people moved out because of the fact that it was hard to explain things to their families without telling them about the whole wolf thing which was not allowed.

I had decided to stay at the family home for a few reasons. One of them being that I wanted to be their for my sister. Since our Dad left us when I was fifteen I have taken up the fatherly role towards my sister Rosie. She never really got to experience having a proper father but I try to do the best that I can.

Mom has only made that harder for me. She has never really liked me but that was never a problem when Dad was around. I was always very close to him and the way that Mom treated me didn't effect me most of the time.

Then Dad left. One day he was hear and the next he was gone. There was no explanation, no note. He was just gone. That hit me hard. When I was mad he was one of only two people that could calm me down properly. The other person was my best friend Jared that I have known all of my life and was the person after me that phased.

Mom was only more hostile towards me after that. She couldn't kick me out because she knew that that would only upset her golden child, so she just had to put up with me. But that didn't mean that she was nice to me. Oh no. She was the opposite of that. When Dad left I had to pretty much fend for myself. I only lived in the house. I had to pay for everything else. The food, the clothes, everything. I was the one that had to make sure that I had something clean to wear fro school each day. So I needed money and fast.

At the time Sam Uley had just opened a garage in La Push. This was to try and help the Quileute tribe as the the nearest garage was in Forks and the prices were sky high. He had always gone out of his way to look out for me. He had never butted into my life, which I was grateful for, but when he found me on my own he would ask if I was alright and if he could do anything to help me.

When Sam opened the garage he was desperate for people to work there. There was one problem with his recruitment task. He wanted people who he could trust to work along side him.

I was walking past the garage one day and I saw how hard Sam was working with the fact that he didn't have anyone working with him. Since he had helped me out in the past and that I couldn't go home due to something that my Mom said that I had supposedly done I thought that I could help him out for a bit.

I asked him if he needed any help. He seemed really relieved that he knew that he could trust me and he said that I could work for him. That was when our agreement began. He didn't want to work to effect my education but also knew that without this job I would end up being kicked out of my home, regardless to whether my sister was upset about it or not. So he said that I could work a couple of hours after school each, but not too many that I wouldn't be able to do things like homework. Also that I could work any time that I wanted at the weekend, so long as I gave him proof that that was not effecting my schooling. He also said that my age was no reason that he had to pay me the minimum wage. he said that he would pay me the amount that he would pay any worker and that the amount that went over the minimum wage he would put into a bank account so that, for any reason, if I did end up with nowhere to stay I wouldn't be penniless.

This agreement worked for me just fine. Not only was I earning money that I could use to buy essentials like food, I was also really enjoying my job. Sam taught me a lot about an engine, that added to what I already knew, and I learned quickly all the things that were needed to work at a garage.

Also the money in my bank account was growing nicely as well. Sam had somehow managed to make sure that my Mom had no access whatsoever to it so that she couldn't take the money that I had been earning.

Sam and me always got along really well and the job only improved it. He would always make sure that things were not too bad at home and would keep a good eye out for me. So that was why, after a year of working for him, I started to get worried when Sam didn't turn up for work one day. Before, even when he was feeling quite ill, he would always come into work, if only to make sure that I was still earning that money that I needed. So I was surprised that he hadn't come into work but not too surprised that I couldn't continue working. This was in the summer weeks that I had off school so I was working everyday.

For two weeks Sam didn't turn up at the garage.

The day before he did come the the garage again news had traveled the Sam had broken up with his girlfriend Leah, that he had been going out with for four years and that was rumored that they were about to get engaged, and that he had started going out with her cousin Emily.

This surprised me.

I had meet Leah quite a few times when she had come to the garage looking for Sam. She had always been kind to me and hadn't looked down on me even though there was an age difference of four years. Her and Sam had always been good together. From what I had seen they rarely argued and loved each other a lot. So I was when I heard about the split. But this was about the only person that had really helped me out when I really needed it so I wasn't about to hold this against him. If Sam thought that he was better off with Emily than Leah then I had to trust him on that, I had no one if I didn't.

So two weeks after an unusual disappearance Sam reappeared. He looked different. He was taller. He had always had muscles, but the ones that he had now were way more than what he had had before.

He came into the workshop and saw me over one of the cars. He looked at me with an expression on his face that I hadn't seen since I was about ten. It was a look of pride. Like he was proud that, even in his absence, I had stayed ,working hard, and getting on with the job. Also that I hadn't just left because he wasn't there.

He asked me what had been going on. I told about all the cars that I had gotten fixed up and the jobs that still needed doing. Then we suddenly fell into the way that we had always been, fixing cars and talking about whatever was going on. He told me about Emily and proved what I thought, that it was truly a good decision for him to leave Leah and be with Emily. When he talked about he his face lit up, like there was no better person in the world.

Then we went back to the old times. Everything was the same apart from the fact that Sam was at the garage less often. He said that he now had work with the elders and that he was also trying to make time to finish the house for himself and Emily but told me to keep that piece of information to himself because he wanted it to be a surprise. When he said he was building a house I immediately offered to help. By this time it was nearing the end of the summer break and I had met Emily a couple of times and had instantly taken a liked to her. By the start of school again the house was built and Sam and Emily had moved in. It had taken a lot of work to get the house finished and livable, and we had worked long into the night on more than one occasion, but the end product was defiantly worth it.

After the house was finished I was a constant visitor at their home. Sam and Emily always opened their arms to me and, even though I slept at my home to keep my sister happy, I spent most of my time at Sam and Emily's.

Suddenly it was the first day of school and Sam had given me a lift because I wouldn't be able to get a license for a couple of months. He dropped me off at school and the day went as it normally did at school, the only difference being that I was no longer a freshman but a sophomore. The big change came at the end of the day.

I had been hanging out with Jared as usual and we were walking out of the school and cutting through the woods because it was the quickest way to get to his house. He suddenly said to me:

"You shouldn't be hanging out with Sam Uley, he's bad news."

I didn't understand. He had always he had always been a good guy so I didn't know what Jared was talking about.

"What are you talking about?"

"Haven't you heard?" He said. "There a roomers going around that he is like a solo person in a gang and doing all sorts of stuff."

"Like what?" I said slightly angrily. Sam had always been good to me and I didn't like people saying things about him.

"You know gang things. Like getting into serious fights and him being the only one coming out of them alive. I've heard that people have seen him coming out of the woods in the middle of the night, covered in dirt."

I was getting mad now. Sam was not like that. I did not want to hear any more but Jared just kept on talking.

"And have you seen the height and build of him. I bet he is taking drugs, there is no way that he could look like that on his own."

That was when I got really mad. I started shouting things like Jared was lying and that he was making it all up. That was when I started shaking. Really hard. I couldn't stop. When I looked up Jared was doing the same. One look at him and that reminded me of all the things he had said and that was when I exploded.

I looked down at myself.

I was suddenly a wolf. I was a great big wolf that was the size of a horse. That was not possible. Things like this just didn't exist. Then I realized that it was all true. I was really a wolf. I wondered how this could have happened. Then I remembered that I was really angry before this happened. I could think of no other reason why I would have changed. So I thought that that must have been what caused me to transform. Then I remembered what or rather who I had been angry at. I looked over to where Jared had been just moments before.

In his place was now a giant wolf.

A.N Ooh cliff hanger!

Thank You for reading the chapter. Sorry that you didn't get to see the wolves in this chapter but it was so long that I had to split it into two! :(

The next one may take a while because of school and my birthday coming up. It will hopefully be quicker than this one though. :0)