I was running through a large crowd at a county fair in a plaza of some sort. Ivan was right behind me.

''You can't run forever Jake,'' Ivan said as I kept running. ''You belong to me.'' Ivan said in a frightening tone. Werewolves aren't afraid of anything, but I'm an exception. The only thing that scares me is Ivan Nightwalker and his army of lunatic followers. I kept running through the crowd. I wondered why no one seemed to notice and where was Josh? Wasn't he supposed to protect me?

''Xavier, Irving get him!'' Ivan ordered. Oh hell fucking no! Not them! There not ever touching me again. Of all his guard Xavier and Irving are the most twisted. They raped me more times than I could count. I kept running and saw a large alleyway leading to the main street where I could get in my car and drive away. Right as I got there, someone grabbed my arm.

''Gotcha you little shit,'' someone said as they turned me around. It was Irving.

''Ivan's expecting you at the fountain.'' Irving said as he put handcuffs on me. With my strength I could easily break the chain and both loops but I wasn't about to have Irving do anything to me. Irving led me to the fountain at the center of the fair.

''Ivan's coming to take you back to Valle Rossa without Quil,'' Irving said as he turned away from me and let out an evil laugh. He was distracted so this was my chance to escape and get out of this place.

''Fuck you Irving!'' I said as I tore the handcuffs apart and grabbed Irving.

I punched him into the fountain with full force of my fist cracking the fountain. I started running again at top speed and towards the alleyway when I quite literally ran into someone. I looked at him. He was one handsome dude with short black hair, smooth skin, russet skin tone and very buff. He had rather stoic expression, slightly taller than me, and a older looking face like someone in his late twenties. I felt a pull towards him as he looked at me and I him.

We stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. I just kept on looking into his dark brown eyes. "Hey, I'm Sam," he said in a deep voice as he continued looking into my eyes. I didn't know anyone by that name, so I had no idea who he was. He leaned down and captured my lips with his. Kissing him on his warm lips felt good. I felt warmth and pleasure as I kissed him. I got the feeling for the first time of what true love felt like.

''NOOO!" I heard Ivan yell. "GET THEM BOTH!" Ivan yelled. Sam continued to kiss me passionately and with love in his eyes.

I woke up breathing heavily. I immediately saw Quil was at the foot of the bed.

''Jake, you all right?'' Quil asked in his usual concerned and sweet tone. ''Bad dream about Ivan again? You want to talk about it?'' Quil asked softly as too not wake Josh who was fast asleep.

''What are you doing up?'' I asked whispering.

''I had to take a piss.'' Quil said.

''Oh. Is it just me or whenever I have a dream you need to take a piss?'' I said.

Quil laughed softly and said, ''I don't know, but I doubt it's a mystic warning saying that every time I have to relieve myself your having a bad dream. Anyway, do you want to talk about your dream?'' Quil said sitting down on the bed.

''It wasn't a bad dream exactly or at least the last part," I said blushing slightly. "I was running through a crowd at a county fair or something. Ivan, Xavier and Irving we're chasing me. Right as I was about to escape, Irving captured me and brought me to a fountain. I broke the restraints and escaped and ran into a really handsome dude with short black hair, smooth russet skin and very buff. I felt a pull as I looked at him and told me his name was Sam. I knew he was a werewolf because of how warm his lips were."

"Lips? You kissed him?" Quil said forgetting to keep his voice down.

I blushed and nodded as I said, "His lips were warm and it was nice kissing him. The thing was that the kiss held no lust, just pure, unadulterated love,'' I told my cousin.

''Well Jake I'm no dream expert so I don't know what to tell you. But neither you nor I know anyone by that name. It might be your desire to imprint creating a vision in your mind of your soul mate.'' Quil said.

''Speaking of imprinting did you and Josh imprint? I'm happy for you if you did, but I couldn't bear the prospect of you abandoning me. You're the only family I have left Quil and I couldn't live without you.'' I said to Quil getting upset.

"I don't know what you're talking about,'' Quil said annoyed and blushing. "And you've got to stop using the 'I'm your last living relative' card, because I don't plan on leaving you."

''Thanks, Quil. Do you think I saw the face of my future imprint?'' I asked with intrigue.

''I don't know Jake. That would be something to ask Josh. He does have several decades on us.''

''I will. You're a good friend Quil. I'm glad you're my cousin.''

"I feel the same way about you.'' I said as we both went back to sleep.

The next four days in Bozeman weren't all that exciting. Quil didn't have any visions which meant Ivan and his army of wackos might not know where we were, but I knew Ivan would eventually find us. I was not going to risk putting Bozeman in danger too. The hotel staff were wonderful to us and made us feel very much at home. Quil kept telling me that the women at the hotel thought the three of us were very hot. On our fifth day in Bozeman we decided it was time to head out. Quil and I decided to put on the leather pants the Vladovars gave us. Josh was also in leather because what else did he wear? We got in the Mustang and headed to our next destination suggested to us by Josh. We headed south for the capital of Utah, Salt Lake City. I thought how this was a strange place for three gay teenage guys to go given Utah is the most conservative state in the U.S., but as Josh pointed out to us going there would throw Ivan off kilter.