Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

Peter POV:

Peter gave a feral growl as a dark figure approached him. He was in a cage now, not the shed anymore. He'd been moved while he was asleep. He'd woken up in the back of a car and he could smell a nauseating smell as he breathed. He could hear someone humming in the front seat, and could hear whispered words being said. He ignored it.

Peter actually wished he was back in the cage was much worse. Every time he tried to rip the wires that were wrapped around the bars, he'd feel a shiver run down his spine like electricty and he'd writhe on the metal floor of the cage. He didn't like it.

Peter was in his wolf form, cowering in the corner of the cage. The pregnant women had tried to pet him while putting him she got him out, but Peter allowed no such thing. He'd snap his jaws at her and glare at her long and hard. It wasn't long that the man at the register gave him a shot that made him really sleepy.

"Why was this dog... thing… shipped here again?" asked the figure to another. Peter was only listening vaguely; he had been peacefully sleeping and had been awoken... once again. He wanted to throw a tantrum. But that wouldn't go well with the wires. He didn't want to feel that burn down his spine ever again.

"I don't know, the woman who gave it to me said it was important to set it loose in the wild." replied the other figure. Everything was dark and smelled of rotten eggs. In the distance, Peter could see the curve of a slender airplane taking off. So, he was at a airport.

A cold blast of air hit Peter's fur as he was set next to a fence. His hackles raised as the figure of a man appeared behind him, and out of complete instinct Peter growled at him. The man jumped. He held his arms out up in surrender, and slowly opened the cage door from behind. Peter darted out, jumping over the short fence with ease and high tailing it towards the woods. There was about a foot of snow on the ground, and it made Peters paws frigid almost immediately. It didn't bother him much, but he was still scared. He didn't know what to do.

Use your nose Petey. Follow the smell of me. A voice said in his head, echoing a little before dissipating completely. He knew it was Leah's voice, his Mama's smell he would be following.

It gave the small and inexperienced child a twinge of hope and confidence.

Leah POV.

Leah huffed in annoyance as she tried to figure out what all the dots on the blue prints meant. Cobra was over her shoulder, breathing harder than usual and gave an occasional cough. Leah gave her liquid medicine twice a day for it, but the cold wasn't getting any better. Carlisle had to give her a checkup every two days to make sure it didn't get any worse than a cold.

Leah and the pups had been living in the Cullen house for a week. They still didn't know anything about Peter, and Leah cried herself to sleep every night about it. Roman was worse, becoming violent and down right mean to his fellow pups. Leah scolded him multiple times, but it went in one ear and out the other. After a while she just stopped trying. The Cullen's were having the house made about two miles from theirs in Alaska, which Leah was very thankful for.

Recently Cobra had gotten into a fight with Renesmee, and even with her abilities Cobra had won. Leah had to just stand by and watch as her little girl tumbled down into the woods, held back by Emmet Cullen. Bella just uselessly hung by, smiling at her daughter as she tugged on the childs hair. Leah was worried that Cobra had been bitten sometime through the tumbling of little girls, but it had never been clear that she did. Renesmee looked around fifteen, and Cobra was just a small 9 year old. Nobody seemed to take it into account but her and Brian, but the rest of the Cullen clan and the pups bet on who they thought would win. Esme and Carlisle tried multiple times to break it up, but it was clear it wasn't going to happen. The fight ended by Leah ripped Emmet's arms off, Cobra punching Renesmee in the jaw and somehow breaking her hand, and a very unhappy camper of Zayn, who got extremly anxious during the whole thing. Leah still didn't know what the fight was about, considering neither Renesmee nor Cobra confessed. Leah had seriously considered killing the half leech, but was restrained from doing so. At the moment, Paul had gone home to visit his imprint so he'd missed it. Sam only allowed him on the reservation for a day to see Rachel twice a week, and Leah could feel the acid called anger and jealously building up in his stomach every time she heard it.

"So, it'd be a two story with all the rooms on the second floor. The only ones sharing a room would be Zayn and Noah, but that's because they want to." Cobra rolled her eyes at that. Leah ran her hands through the snake girls hair as Esme continued, "We'd keep some things in the basement because you probably have things to do or keep around there. The first floor would have a bathroom, kitchen, and living/family room. What do you think?" Esme nervously twirled her thumbs. Leah felt a smile spreading across her face.

"I love it. All we have to do is get some furniture shipped and we're set to go." Leah sighed in relief, and Cobra jumped on her back. Leah heard a hiss.

"Get him out of here!" someone shouted downstairs, and the door burst open as Carlisle came rushing in. Blonde curly hair blurred past the door, and Leah knew Jasper was fleeing the scene.

"Where's the blood coming from?" he asked urgently, taking Cobra off of Leah's back and hauling her towards his study/medical room/whatever the hell else he did in there. Leah snarled under her breathe at the thought of her only girl pup in his cold, dead arms, but kept it to herself.

"What blood?" Cobra asked curiously. Carlisle sniffed the air, and so did Leah. Blood was coming from Cobra.

"She doesn't have something internal does she?" Leah demanded, her face panic stricken.

"No, this is different. Do you mind if I…?" Carlisle trailed off. Leah's growl was so terrifying Cobra jumped.

"Yes, I do mind. Leave… please. I'll do it." Leah waved him off. Carlisle quietly exited, and Cobra looked at her curiously.

"Did Renesmee…" Leah took a deep, calming breath. "Bite you?" The question began to grate on Cobra's nerves. Why was everyone asking her that? It wasn't as if Renesmee was venomous.

"No! I mean, my back has been burning a little since we fought but…" Cobra trailed off. Leah sighed, and waved her hand up. Cobra obdiently stood from the desk and rose her shirt.

"Uh… Carlisle! Get you pale ass IN HERE NOW!" Leah shouted, her eyes never leaving Cobra's back. The door was, once again, slammed open and the whole Cullen family filed into the room. Gasps echoed off the walls.

There was a bite. It was the size of a human girl's mouth, and it looked eerily like a zombie bite from the movies. There was a red rim around it, and blood dripped and drizzled down from the wound. Purple and yellow bruises covered the bite around it. It was a good thing the other pups were playing outside, supervised by Emmet. Because Leah was pretty sure she was about to kill Renesmee at that moment, and Leah didn't want any of them to see her she wolf take over.

Leah stepped closer towards her daughter, and inspected the wound. But… something was off about it. She was sure she could see-

"Are those… scales?"

Peter POV.

Peter jumped in fear as a small gray wolf approached him. It was female, and her face was completely white but her back was silver. She looked just like Leah.

The wolf approached him slowly, sniffing and taking small steps toward him. Peter whimpered, backing up slowly into a tree. The wolf just stared. He yipped when it got to close, growling with all his might but the wolf didn't seem scared. In fact, it just stepped closer.

Peter's wolf was taking over, he could feel it. He'd never been in wolf form this long before (three days) and was almost completely submerged to his wolf mind. All he could do was cringe and waist for his death as she wolf scooted on her stomach towards him.

He didn't expect her to lick him.

Her soft, warm tongue caressed his face and Peter actually liked it. He yipped again; happily this time and nuzzled his face cautiously into the she wolfs fur.

She will take care of you. Follow her. Leah's voice filled his head as the she wolf trotted away, tossing er head to howl. Peter stumbled after her.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it :)

Shoutouts next update, and I'll answer any questions you have. You can message me or put it in your reveiw so I'll answer it during shout outs.

REVEIW! I shall cry raindrops for you! The more you reveiw that faster I update! I love you guys XD