Looking down I see my daughter white with fear, pure terror written across her face. Realization comes over me to late as Clary takes her wolf form for the first time…

Unfortunately the claw marks down my face prevented me from seeing it.

Leah's PoV

Time. The one thing that ruins lives. One minute Bella was holding her daughter, a grin about to appear on her face; the next she's laying on the floor howling in pain, the majority of her face covered in blood.

There's chaos all around her, Riley and a few other wolfs are chasing Clary to stop her from getting to close to town, Pauls shouting at everyone who isn't doing anything to help with tears running down his face, every time he talks his voice breaks. Mason is hugging Paul's leg. A Blonde vampire is tending to Bella while a couple other vampires hold some of the younger wolfs back. Sam is still standing frozen, only snapping out of it once another wolf arrives with my mother. She doesn't even flinch when her hands touch the ones of the Cullen doctor; she attempts all she can but eventually tells Dr. Cullen that she needs some sort of surgery.

"I have the appropriate tools at my house, if it is alright then I wish to take her there?" he asks. We all turn to Sam since he's Beta, still in a half daze he just nods.

Me, Paul -with Mason- and Sam all run to try to lift Bella but the Cullen doctor tells us it will injure her further and to let one of the vamps (that can move things with their mind) carry her. As reluctant as we were to do so we let vampire with the power of telekinesis take over, although Paul keeps her hand in his.

The Cullen house –or well mansion- is extremely spacious, with the back wall completely glass it is very calming looking out at the woods. Dr Cullen and my mother have been working on Bella for hours, only letting Paul and Mason in while doing so. The pack are still trying to calm Clary down, its proving harder than Mason was a mere 7 hours ago, not that anyone expected her to simply just phase back.

The door opens and we all shoot up; wanting to know how Bella is doing. By my mother's poker-face I'm not sure what to expect. After us impatiently waiting for an answer I finally speak up, "Is she going to be alright?"

Dr Cullen shares a glace with my mother before answering, "Bella's injuries are fairly excessive: her skull has a piece out of it, as does her chin, we're not sure how far the claw got in her left eye but she might, for a short period of time, lose sight in that eye. We are also not sure how long it will take for the scars to go away, if at all."

Before the news can sink in the door slams open, a crack appearing across it, as Riley tumbles in holding a small dog sized wolf who I'm guessing is Clary since I never full got to see her. Clary jumps out of Riley's arms and scampers to the door of the room Bella is in, whining and scratching against the door. Paul quickly opened the door and took his daughter into the room, from where I was standing I could see his eyes still filled with tears were not their usual brown but yellow, Pauls wolf was at the surface. Sure that he wouldn't hurt the twins I left them alone.

"Can we go in to see her?" asked one of the younger pack members. Knowing Paul would want a bit of time with her before the whole pack came in, I shook my head 'no'.

After about ten minutes Sam stood up and went into the room, a couple others went to follow him but sat back down as I glared at them. A couple vamps walked in and after a couple more minutes of silence a few mumbled conversations broke out.

Sam's PoV

Not sure whether to wait longer or just go, I decide to go for the latter. As I stand I see in the corner of my eye a couple others stand as well, but they quickly sit after Leah glares at them.

I wasn't prepared for what I saw at all, my sister looked like Hell. Half of her face masked in bandages, blood starting to seep through, the other side was scratched up pretty bad but you could still tell it was her. The tears leaked down my face like a river in spring, never had my sister looked so vulnerable.

Realising that I had been standing staring for five minutes, I slowly make my way to a chair beside her bed. Paul hadn't even noticed I'd entered the room, his eyes kept switching between Bella and the two pups sleeping at the bottom of her bed. Clary was still in wolf form but Mason was human and was snuggled up against her warn coat.

"Has she not phased back yet?" I asked softly, as to not wake the kids or startle Paul.

He looks up and hesitates before answering, "No she hasn't, and I don't think she w-will until B-Bella wakes up and is able to ph-phase again… but the doc said that-that-that m-might b-b-be a wh-while." He sniffs and for the first time I realise that he's crying, and that his wolf is extremely close to the surface, his eyes a glowing amber and his teeth starting to get sharper.

For some reason I got up and walked around the bed and pulled him into a hug, not very manly, I know, but it was necessary. He willingly hugs me back and sobs onto my shoulder.

"Daddy?" Mason had woken up and sits up from his space beside Clary.

Paul smiles, all signs of his wolf disappearing, "Hey buddy, come here." He holds his hands out for Mason to put his arms up, but Mason shakes his head and says 'Mama' Paul tries again but the kid still won't budge. "Mase! Come on buddy, Mama's gonna be fine if you leave her for a while."

"Uh uh! Stay wivv Mama!" The boy shouted.

Finally Paul gave in, sitting himself back onto his chair. He started drifting off to sleep…

… then the howl of a new wolf sounded.