Sav's POV

Embry and I walked to Jake's house, and when we got there I stood in the front yard without saying anything.

"Are you sure you wanna talk to him?" Embry asked me after a few seconds.

"Yeah." I said swallowing.

Embry placed his hand on my lower back causing my heart to accelerate.

I heard him chuckle for some reason, and he urged me forwards. "You can do it. I'll be waiting right here."

Jake walked out onto the porch and Embry told him to wait out here with him while I went inside and talked to Beck. Jake agreed and said Beck was in his room, lying down.

I hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, how about you all go inside, and Beck and I go on a walk?"

I for sure didn't want Billy to hear us bickering at each other, or what we were saying. I had a feeling this might get a little personal.

Embry looked uneasily at Jake and Jake bit his lip nervously.

"I don't know if that's a good idea..." He added.

"Well why not? It's just Beck."

"Yeah, but he got really mad last time and uh..."

I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "He's my brother...I know how to control him."

"Sav, I don't think it's a good idea..."

I crossed my arms agitated. "Send him out here, now." I said firmly.

Jake walked slowly back into the house and Embry turned me to face him.

"Savannah, if he gets mad like he did before come home immediately. I mean it. Or just yell for me or Jake."

I looked at him funny but nodded. Why was everyone freaking out? It wasn't like Beck was going to try and murder me or something.

Beck walked off the porch with Jake and stood beside me awkwardly.

It was silent for a moment, but then Jake said, "Well, Embry and I will be waiting on the porch."

I eyed him suspicously. I thought I told him to go inside? Guess it wouldn't matter anyways, I didn't see him listening to me.

Beck and I made awkward eye contact and then started walking out of the yard.

"Wanna walk down to the beach?" I asked quietly.

"Sure." He answered.

I crossed my arms and shivered. This breeze was making me freeze to death.

"You cold?" Beck asked, noticing me shiver.

"A little bit," I replied.

Beck took off his sweatshirt and handed it to me. "Here, put this on."

"No, then you'll be cold."

Beck laughed, without humor. "Doubt it. I've been burning up lately."

I took it hesistantly and said, "Okay."

Neither one of us said a word until we got to the beach.

"Okay, talk." Beck said facing the water, staring out into the ocean.

"You first." I said stubbornly.

"I'm sorry I overreacted." He said suddenly, turning towards me.

"And I'm sorry I said all that stuff. I didn't mean it," I lied.

Beck looked into my eyes and sighed. He knew me too freakin well. "You don't have to lie, Sav. I know every bit of it was." He added, talking about the whole mom thing.

"But I didn't have to say it." I mumbled, looking at the ground.

"It's my fault you did, though."

I looked back up at him and frowned. "No, Beck. It's not. I have control over my words, not you. I said it. You just provoked it...I could of easily kept my mouth shut, but I didn't. Therefore, it's my fault."

"Stop being stubborn." He said, kicking the sand.

I sat down, and stuck my feet into the water. "I'm not being stubborn."

Beck plopped down beside me. "I just didn't want to lose you, ya know. That's all."

"You don't have to worry about that...I'm not going anywhere." I said looking at him sadly.

"That's the thing, sis. No one knows this stuff. No one will ever know when the last time they see someone will be. I lost dad, barely knew him...but I still lost him. I almost lost mom, too. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you."

My vision blurred up and I layed my head on his shoulder. I didn't have anything else to say, and he understood that. We sat just like that for awhile, neither of us saying anything. Both of us just staring off into the distance, and concentrating on the waves crashing into our feet, and the sand inching itself up in between our toes.

I started to falling asleep after awhile, and he asked if I wanted to head back. I nodded my head, and he helped me up.

I was completely exhausted, and my body was drained. I needed sleep. And lots of it. We walked back to Jake's, and Jake and Embry both stood up on the porch when they saw us.

Embry hopped off of it and walked towards me.

"Everything go alright?" He asked.

"Everything went just fine," I said half-smiling.

Beck grinned at me, gave me a hug, and said goodnight. Embry said he was gonna head home, and Jake volunteered to drive me back to Sam's. Embry and I said our goodbyes, and I got into the truck with Jake. He started it up, and I leaned my head against the window and shut my eyes.

"You sleepy?" I heard him ask.

"Mhm," I mumbled back.

He chuckled and didn't say anything else.

When we pulled up to Sam's, before I got out of the car I turned to look at Jake.

"Hey Jake?"

"Yes?"

"When will Beck be able to come home?"

Jake looked at me almost sympathetically, and I didn't know why. "I don't know, Sav. I don't know."

"How sick is he? He seemed completely fine to me." I asked concerned.

"Um...well, Dad thinks he might have mono or something."

"Oh..." I said, not fully convinced.

"Yeah. I'll letcha know, though. Head on up to bed, I can tell how exhausted you are."

I nodded and told him night, and walked into the house. I didn't see any sign of Sam or Emily, so I figured they must already be asleep. I trudged up the stairs and into the guest room. I brushed my teeth, put on some PJ's, called mom, and then crawled up in bed. I heard some wolves howling in the distance, and fell asleep thinking about one thing.

That one thing was Embry Call.

I heard a loud crash and I bolted straight up. I looked over at the clock and it read 3:17 am.

I listened closely for another sound and heard something shuffling outside, and then a howl. I slowly inched out of my bed and into the hallway and debated on if I should go check it out or not. The house was pitch black, and I literally couldn't even see my hand if I stuck it right in front of my face. See, this was normally the part in the scary movie when the main actor (an idiot) wonders off right into the danger. And then the murderer pops out and brutally kills them. Try and guess what person I was in this situation. I gulped and kept moving forwards anyways. I walked down the steps quietly, and then into the living room. I switched a lamp on beside the couch, and I could finally see. Nothing looked like it had been stolen or missing or anything, so I was guessing this loud thump didn't come from a burglar. Thank the lord. I don't know what it was, but something was telling me to walk outside. I also had a feeling it wasn't a good idea, so of course I decided to ignore it and walk out there anyways. I walked outside on the porch and just stood there with my arms crossed. All was still. I walked out into the yard and looked around the side of the house, to make sure no one was hiding or anything. Stupid move, I know. But at least I'd probably scare them off and they'd leave. I walked around the back of the house and stopped dead in my tracks. There it was...the culprit. It was another huge wolf, different from the one I had seen before. I yelped softfly, and stumbled backwards, trying to be quiet. Too late. It's ginormus head spun around and looked at me almost frightened, with it's tail between it's legs. Then before I know it, it came darting towards me and tackled me. I started screaming bloody murder, and it started licking my face. I was shaking, and terrified. What the heck was it doing? Why had it not taken a huge bite out of me yet? I started freaking out, trying to scoot out from under it, but it continued licking me and nuzzling it's head in my neck. Did this thing think it was a freaking dog or what? I thrashed my arms trying to get away from it, but it was no use. The thing was huge. My heart had definitely stopped beating, I was terrified. I turned my head, trying to avoid it's disgusting tongue, and all of a sudden three wolves came tearing out of the woods. Okay. It was official. I was dead, but now I'm really dead. Instead of the wolves focusing their attention on me, all three wolves pounced on the other one, and I crawled out of it's grip just in time. The wolf that was licking me was now whimpering and looking at me, almost as if it didn't want me to leave, as I backed away, barely breathing. Two of the wolves starting pushing and dragging that wolf into the woods, and the other one looked at me fiercely and turned around and followed behind them. I took this as my cue to bolt back into the house.

Embry's POV

Why did Savannah always have to be in the wrong place at the wrong time?! Are you kidding me? Here's what happened. Beck had shifted into a wolf about an hour after Sav left and went back to Sam's. All of us knew it was coming soon, but not this soon. None of us have ever shifted this fast...no one.

So anyways, Beck shifted after he started talking about his dad. He was going on and on about he ripped his family to shreds before it even got the chance to be started, and started getting really heated about the whole thing. Screaming, and yelling, and throwing stuff. Before we knew it, we had a massive ball of fur standing in Jake's living room. Beck was obviously confused, freaked out some more, and darted out the back door. Jake and I ran out after him, and Billy called Sam. Then, I guess Beck went looking for Savannah for some help, and ended up in Sam's yard. He bumped into the house a few times and made a lot of ruckus, and she finally came out...and well, you know what happened after that.

Beck, you have to calm down.

CALM DOWN? ARE YOU SERIOUS? I'M A WEREWOLF EMBRY.

A shapeshifter, actually.

How long am I going to be stuck like this?

Until you gain control of yourself, and can shift back. And it gets better. Every time you lose control, you turn back into one.

Beck was quiet. We had explained all this too him right when he shifted, but that's when he freaked out and sprinted to Sam's. Guess it was too much information for him too handle at once...completely understandable.

And Beck...no matter what. You can NOT tell Savannah.

How am I supposed to keep this a secret?

Well, you can stay at Jake's for a week or two more. That should explain your absence, and we'll tell her you're too sick for her to see.

I don't like lying to her.

You gotta do what you gotta do, Beck.

Jake, Sam, and I spent the rest of the night telling Beck everything else about being a wolf. There was a lot he needed to learn, and I could tell this wasn't going to be very easy.