Once again a quick reminder: Seb, Samson and Sarah are Sam and Emily's children. Madison is Kim and Jared's. And Silver is Ava's. As always thank you all so much for all your reviews, they are what keep me going.

He was Madison's boy. Not mine.

I began shaking uncontrollably, wailing at the sky.

Not mine.

Distantly I was aware of the flashes of pain that embraced me as my muscles began to stretch. I pressed my lips together to stop myself from screaming out as my back arched and my clothes ripped. Everything seemed sharper as one final blast of pain shot through me.

And then I was a wolf.

Thunderous howls seemed to engulf the air around me- it was a while before I realised it was me making the noise. My muscles seemed to have been stretched to within an inch of breaking and a dull ache seemed to swallow my whole body. As I tried to frown my abnormally pointed teeth ground together creating a high pitched whining sound. I tried to scream with terror but all that I managed was another pathetic howl.

I was a wolf. The one thing I had dreaded most in the world. Fear seemed to consume me. I didn't want it. There was no escape, my whole life was going to be dictated from the moment I changed back. What if I ended up dead like my Dad? My heart twisted painfully in my chest. I panted as I shook my head from side to side. I couldn't be a wolf. I couldn't be.

Silver! Silver?

Everything around me seemed sharper than humanly possible, I could see each drop of rain as it landed on the forest floor around me and the tiny insects crawling amongst the mud. Trying to move through my pain I realised I could hear the distant grumbles of cars from the faraway road and I could smell the faint smell of bacon from a nearby house. What the hell was happening to me?

Fuck! Silver, is that you?

I tried to breath deeply as a picture of Samson's stunned expression flashed in my head. My heart ached as I felt the air shift around me. Voices shouted at me from every corner of my mind, I fought the urge to bang my head against a tree. Glancing down I noticed my small paws leaving tracks in my wake and the white colour of my fur. I realised with shock that my whole body was covered in white fur. I scoffed, wasn't white supposed to be a sign of innocence? Of purity?

Silver? Answer me please?

Suddenly I was bombarded with images of myself, but like I had never seen me before. I was leaning against a paint splattered wall my curls escaping my bun as I panted heavily, my eyes full of mischief- I looked desirable. Another howl sounded in the distance that did not belong to me. An image of me curled up in a chair with my lips pursed as I read a book seemed to drown me. Then there was me laughing covered head to toe in pancake batter. And me with tears falling down my face as I sat beside my Mum's bed. The memories were not mine. I didn't understand what was going on. I gasped desperately for air to breath.

Stop!

Immediately the memories of those around me halted and I almost sobbed in relief. I would have recognised that commanding voice anywhere. Uncle Paul?

From further away I heard rabid snarls and the snap of a tree as it fell to the ground. What was happening?

Seb. Samson. Stop. Go home. Tell your Mum to bring clothes.

My heart stilled in my chest as I realised I had been sharing my thoughts with Samson and Seb. Without conscious thought my mind flickered to the day in the garage where Seb's lips were inches from mine and the desire that had flowed throughout me. I tried to stop my flow of thoughts but the rejection of Seb not imprinting on me seemed to coarse through my blood and then Samson's hard face softened by adoration as he gazed at me. More snarls sounded in the distance. I was hurting them. It struck me that my thoughts were never going to be mine again. A softer whine sounded from nearby as I tried unsuccessfully to sob.

And then nothing.

Tilting my head up to embrace the rain falling from the sky I caught the raindrops on my tongue as I paced up and down. I was thankful for the silence in my head.

Silver? Are you alright darling?

The unusually soft nature of Paul's voice brought tears to my eyes. He had never been one for showing sentiment or emotion. Sniffing I awkwardly lay down in front of a tree, my nose burned.

That will be Dee's scent. Don't worry you'll get used to it.

Dee smelled like that? The smell seemed to burn my whole body and made me stand instantly straighter as if poised for a fight. Wrinkling up my nose I laid my head on my paws wondering if there was a way to reverse time. I wanted nothing more than this to all be a stupid dream, any second Seb would wake me up where I had fell asleep in the garage as he painted. Everything would be back to normal, the way everything was supposed to be.

I only wish it were that simple. Your surprisingly calm considering everything. A lot like your Dad actually.

I stiffened as I was pulled into Paul's thoughts. I bit down hard on my bottom lip. Cleary I could see a silvery wolf with black spots pacing up and down the forest floor shaking the rain from it's fur in annoyance. Choking back a sob I tried desperately to push Paul's memories away. I didn't want to be reminded of what I'd lost, what I would never have. I let out a strangled howl, his memories were too vivid, too real.

Stretching my legs I pushed them forwards as I began to run gritting my teeth together. My surroundings past in a blur of green and I had no idea how fast I was going. I whined softly. Nothing was ever going to be the same again.

Silver. Crap. I'm sorry. Come back.

I kept running.

Thoughts?

I'm sorry for this shockingly short chapter, but school is literally taking over my life right now but I didn't want to leave you all without anything. I hoped you enjoyed it despite its shortness, I promise a longer chapter next time.

I was thinking maybe I could do the next chapter in another POV before going back to Silver. Who's POV would you like to see. Madison? Seb? Samson? Sarah? Ava? Its up to you. Until next time x