Just wanted to thank Bird That Flies At Dawn for being my beta, and I just want to apologize for the underlining. Let's just say I dropped my laptop a few too many times, and now it's acting weird and doing stuff like that. Sorry, guys.

Disclaimer: If I could get paid for these stories, would I be here? Not that I don't love you all, but money compared to this…

Mia POV:

The car ride was dead silent. I wouldn't even look at Paul, so I guess he got the message. There was no way I was talking to him right now.

Getting out of the car, I picked up a tray of brownies and walked towards the dim fire down on the beach. As I got there, I saw that everyone was sitting around the fire, but they all jumped up to greet me, smiling and waving.

A woman with three scars on her face, forcing a frown onto her beautiful features, walked forward and took the tray. "Thank you Mia. I'm Emily, Sam's fiancée. I'm so glad you can learn more about our history, and your own." She smiled; well I guess half smiled, and quickly gave me a hug, then walked over to a table, putting the tray down.

Seth came up to me and smiled brightly. I gave him a stern look, which he laughed at and held up his hands. "I haven't said a word, I swear."

Smiling weakly, I gave him a hug. "Good, because either way I would have to kill you." I pulled back, looking at his stunned face. "And I don't want to have to do that, because I think we can be good friends."

Suddenly, he looked scared and gazed behind me at Paul, I'm sure. Rolling my eyes, I turned to look at Paul who was giving Seth the death glare. I glared right back. "Leave him alone. He's my friend." Turning, I muttered under my breath, "Something you're not even close to."

I heard a soft growl behind me, but screw it. He fucking growled? He is a piece of shit. I sat down on a log, looking into the fire, trying to figure out what to do. I knew everyone here, well except for Emily, but she seemed nice enough. And I'm sure they'll all find out anyway, but should I really tell them?

Suddenly, I felt someone sit down next to me. Turning, I saw it was Paul. Could he not get the clue? Glaring at him, I got up, walked around the fire, and sat down next to Seth, who was choking down food faster than I could blink my eyes.

As I sat, he gave me a worried look, then looked at Paul. Shaking my head, I rolled my eyes. "I'm not sitting with that jackass, so can I sit here?"

Jake sat down on my other side, and glared at Seth. "Yes, she can." His voice was deep and stern, more like an order than anything else. Seth quickly nodded, and turned back to his food.

Smiling at me, Jake passed me a plate full of food. Well, not full compared to his, but enough for me. "Thanks." I took it and slowly began to chew on a potato chip.

"So, what you think about Paul?" He asked, looking at me. I knew that I was hidden by the fire, so I sighed and looked at my food while I answered.

"I don't know what the fuck I think about him. I mean, he's a jackass and all, but I just feel something…" Why not just say it? He is my half-brother, and Seth is my only friend right now, so might as well get it out in the open.

They both nodded and sighed. "Alright, I understand, and maybe you will after you hear the legends."

Rolling my eyes, I looked at them both. "Why does everyone keep saying that? And why always the maybe? Do I have to guess?"

"Well…I guess you could take it that way…" Seth muttered next to me, and then looked at me closely, then at Jacob.

"Are you serious?" What the fuck was up with these people?

I heard a cough behind me, and Seth quickly changed the subject, holding up a brownie. "Did you make these? They are delicious, I mean, they are just perfect-"

Shaking my head, I grabbed the hand that was holding his brownie, and forced it into his mouth. I quickly patted his back and smiled. "You do better when you talk less."

I heard laughter from around the fire, and then someone coughing, trying to get everyone's attention. On the log to the right of the one I was on was Sarah, two others, and Billy right next to the log.

Seth leaned over and whispered, "Those are my folks. My dad is an elder." He smiled brightly, full of pride.

Leah walked over, her plate full of food too, and sat right next to Seth. "Don't be so proud of it." She growled out, and began to devour her food as fast as the boys.

"Shut up, Leah." Seth turned his attention back to his parents as they started to talk.

They went on about how we are apparently descendants of wolves, and how they are supposed to protect people from the cold ones. That's all they kept talking about. I felt so weird, but I was actually really into it.

As the night went on, I became colder, and much more tired. Sometime over the course of the stories, I ended up leaning my head against Jake's huge arm, but still listening intently. When they finished, everyone looked at me, as if this whole thing had been just for me. Shit, had it been?

I sat up, looking from one set of eyes to another. Finally, I let out a slow breath. "Is there a hidden meeting behind this whole thing?"

Everyone turned their attention to Sam. What the fuck was that about? He shook his head, smiling slightly, but I could see everyone was tense.

"You guys are obviously hiding something from me." I crossed my arms, looking around again, but this time with a sterner look.

"It's not like your being completely honest." Jacob mumbled next to me, and I turned to glare at him.

"What?"

"Let's cut a deal. You tell us your secret, and we'll tell you ours." He cocked an eyebrow at me, challenging me.

Shit. I really wanted to know what the fuck this whole thing was about, but could I? Could I truly tell them this? Especially without bursting into tears? I don't think I could…but how could I live around these people if they were hiding something from me?

I got up, and began to pace around the outer circle, hiding in the darkness where the flicker of the fire couldn't quiet reach. "That's not fair! My secret is much bigger than yours, I just know it! And mine is harder to tell, and doesn't concern you!" I felt the tears sting my eyes, but I couldn't wipe it away, because then they would know I was fighting back tears. Instead, I just blinked fiercely, trying to keep them at bay.

"Mia, we just want to make sure you're okay." Jacob stood, and walked towards me, but I put my hand up, and he stopped.

"Fine. You want to know so badly? I was pregnant." Cue the tears.

"Wait…was?" Jacob took another step towards me, and this time I didn't stop him. I actually would want a hug from my half-brother right now. From this point forth, he is just my brother. I don't give a fuck if he actually is or not, but he acts like one, and that's all I care.

I nodded. "I miscarried. I'm not pregnant anymore." I felt my lip quiver, and then I was pulled into Jake's embrace.

"Mia, it's okay. We're here for you." He muttered into my hair.

Still crying into his chest, I managed to choke out. "Now what's your secret?"

He paused for a second, and then gently whispered, "We're werewolves."

I pushed back and began to yell.