Got another one. Really I'm avoiding my chores at home, so I will find absolutely anything to use as a procrastination weapon. Huge thank you to those of you who favorited and followed!! Don't forget to review! I don't own Twilight!

Kensi and Embry are sprawled out on the two separate sections of the couch when Jake and I emerge from my bedroom the next morning.

Embry is wrapped in a blanket, despite probably sweating his ass off inside of the burrito. His phone is plugged into the wall, connected to Kensi's charger, and his shirt is lying beside the couch.

Kensi however is passed out on the couch. Kensi's black work boots are by the end of the couch, her sword is still in it's sheath, dangling over the edge of the sectional from her hip, while her bow and quiver are haphazardly tossed onto the floor beside her. Kensi's hair is still braided, with sloppily escaped, fly away pieces covering Embry's face. Her head rests against his, and one of her arms even is coiled underneath his chin, around his neck, her fingers grazing the side of his skin with every exhale. Her legs are splayed, one pink-clad foot hanging off the end of the couch and the other green-clad foot is up on the wall.

She's still dressed in black cargo pants with her dagger strapped to her thigh and a gray long-sleeved dry-fit tee shirt telling me that she went out hunting last night.

So my guess is, Kensi and Embry came home and she waited until Embry was asleep before plugging his phone in and covering him up before slipping out to go hunting.

"Jacob." I say quietly with a smirk painted onto my lips. "And here we have the two biggest idiots ever known to walk the earth!" My tone is mocking the tone a ring master might take while introducing the trapeze artists.

"They are also known for being very oblivious." Jacob teases giving me a peck on the lips. He looks down at his best friend, who is peacefully asleep with his head resting against his imprint's head.

"She went hunting last night." I point out. "She was probably looking for Sam."

Jacob's face falls. "I'm Alpha now." He whispers.

I stand up and kiss his nose. "And you're going to make a good alpha too. And we'll find Sam. If I had known Kensi was going to look for him you know I would've been right there with her."

Jacob sighs. "I just miss him. I'm angry that someone took him. I want to know who and I want to know why. It's pissing me off."

"Kensi and I will find him. The pack will find him. Someone will find him." I vow.

I look down at my sister. I touch her sleeping face gently and watch her stir. "She didn't find anything. If she did she wouldn't be here."

Jacob nods and I almost regret bringing up Sam on account of Jacob's sudden turn in disposition.

"Sam's tough. He'll be alright."

Jacob smiles but it seems a little forced. He looks down at Embry instead of me.

"You don't need to pretend for me, Jake." I whisper. "I already know."

He sighs before painfully nodding. "I understand. We should probably go check on Emily right?"

"Of course." I answer. "I'll leave a note for these two to let them know where we are."

I skip over the squeaky floorboard to the bulletin board in our hallway. On said board is a small white board with a pack of Expo markers thumb-tacked to the cork. I pick out Kensi's favorite plumb color and scrawl a note.

At Emily's. Meet us there!

XOXO The better twin.

I smirk knowing her reaction already.

"Running or taking the car."

"I would love to take your car." He whispers quietly.

I smile, grabbing the keys for the Porsche out of the drawer.

Hesitantly I offer them to Jacob.

His eyes widen. "You're going to let me drive?"

"The Porsche isn't my dream car. My dream car is something like a Merc or something. So if you wreck it I won't be totally opposed."

Jacob smiles before kissing the side of my neck. "I am not wrecking this beauty."

SAM

"Dog. Get up."

"Micah." A feminine voice growls. "His name is Sam."

"His name is Sam.' Get over yourself. It's an 'it' for a reason sister. It's an overgrown dog."

I growl snapping my eyes open. Immediately the bright halogen lights ignite searing pain behind my eyes causing my eyes to flutter shut immediately.

Try this again. I muse to myself. I open my eyes a second time, forcing the colorful smears into actual shapes. I realize I'm in a massive warehouse. I can hear the hustle and bustle of a city outside around me. Traffic, the constant blare of horns, and the hum of activity outside of these walls confirms a metropolitan area. The smell of people and exhaust, the sheer amount of slow-moving traffic confirms a place of high population.

Looking past the stunning bright halogen lights and through the massive skylight I note that the stars in the night sky are absent, a result of air and light pollution.

"Sam!" The feminine, human, voice cries. I snap my eyes over to her, but she is just a stranger to me. "I'm sorry-"

"SHUT UP!" My eyes cut the source of the loud and booming voice. Micha, as she was called before. Her scent is overwhelmingly leech, despite being an exact replica of the other woman.

Micha zooms around the room quickly, before stopping behind a wooden chair. A quick sample of the air confirms the presence of hundreds of vampires, as well as one human, and one strangely absent scent.

Hundreds of vampires. Oh hell…

"Dear sister." The vampire coos. "I suggest you control your impulses. I have your mate."

"Micha no!" The woman growls. Micha procures a dagger from the folds of an elegant 18th century gown, made of red satin and trimmed in black lace. The neckline is square, revealing the tops of her bosom, and there's a split in the side of her dress all the way up to her hip, revealing a leather strap and sheath for the dagger that she holds at the human's neck.

I growl and snarl at the vampire, wanting nothing more than to rip her head off. A primal desire to kill her ignites inside of me, a need to rid this world of at least one vampire. It's one less that can kill Emily.

Emily. Emily, where is she? Is she safe? Is she okay? Oh my God is she okay? My thoughts are frantic as I realize that Emily might be anywhere and might be in any infinite amount of danger and I wouldn't know it.

I need to get out of here. I need to kill that vampire, Micha.

"Micha, sister, please, just let him go." The woman without a scent begs. "Please. I'll give you whatever you want if you let him go."

Micah strokes the man's jaw through the hood she has over his head. "Tempting sister. Very tempting. But once I let him go, you will go to his side to protect him. I know you, darling. You would not be doing this much if I didn't have a blade to your lover's neck."

Her eyes flick to me. "Your kind has such an allegiance to these animals-"

"Micha." The woman growls. "You watch your tone with me when speaking of spirit warriors and werewolves. Forget you not that my entire past 300 years of life has been dedicated to eradicating your kind."

"I couldn't forget your mission in life, darling sister." Micah oozes with a voice of honey. "I can't forget your disdain for our kind. Similarly, I am being paid a hefty sum to eliminate the opposing force of Tift's army. And therefore, I can't forget about your weakness."

Micha kicks the chair the human is in, causing him to fall flat on his face.

I growl, the fur on my body straightening. A snarl rips out of my chest and I lunge at the chain link fence locking me inside this cage.

"No!" The woman calls. She reaches out as if to stop me. Immediately I hit a wall. An invisible wall.

"Sam please don't try to escape. Please. Please don't. The fence- it's an electric fence. Micha has enough voltage in that to charge a city block. Please don't…" The woman trails off looking into my eyes, my soul. She's dressed similarly, in fact, exactly the same as the women in Dani's bedroom a few nights ago. I run through Embry's memories of terror and mainly Kensi as she fought off this woman. Embry's hatred for her in my memories only ignites a special kind of hatred inside of me.

"Sam please." She begs. "Dani and Kensi are never going to forgive me for capturing you in the first place."

Tears fall off the woman's face. "And Kensi is going to kill me for almost killing her mate." A sob falls from her mouth. "Oh and I can't survive like this." Almost killing her mate? She almost killed Embry? Briefly I can feel the flash of pain from my pack mate. I can smell his blood. Is he still alive? Is he alright? I guess when this woman left him for dead he was still alive.

"Let her kill me, baby." The voice is warm and deep, floating out from underneath the hood. "And then you will be free."

"Oh no." Micah says. "I can't kill you, you're too valuable. I am going to use you, Devan, against my sister. You see… I can't go into La Push, my scent would be noticed immediately. Isn't that right Sam."

I answer her with a snarl.

"But my sister, she is welcome in La Push as an Elemental Guardian. So by blackmailing her into collecting for me the Quileute wolves of La Push, I keep my life, and I get these wolves, while making a profit from Tift."

"Micha please don't make me do this again." The woman begs.

"You are no longer an Elemental of the Guard are you? You chose to settle down with a mere mortal. At least Kensi and Dani had the sense to choose werewolves, powerful beings, as their lifetime partners. You chose a weak human. And you know what they say sister, you are only as strong as your weakest link."

Yeah if only Kensi and Dani knew how little of a choice they had in the matter. Their destiny was written long before they were even born.

"Same could be said for you!" The woman says strongly. "You have lusted after Tift for centuries, and now that you are in the position to be considered as his new mate, you will do anything to prove your worth! You ought to be thanking Kensi and Dani for assassinating Tift's mate, not hunting them down!"

Oh. Oh hell no. A heavy realization dawns on me. I was kidnaped by a member of the Elemental Guard, who was blackmailed by her sister who is also a vampire. Something that's very illegal so she, being the elemental, couldn't have gone back to the guard. She was blackmailed using her lover, Devan. All because Micah wants to be with Tift, the mate of Katherine, who Dani and Kensi killed on the beach. Tift, who is the vampire that killed the twins and Paul's father, and then also Morrow, Tift's brother.

This army is coming after Dani and Kensi, revenge for killing so many people. Tift is making sure that the wolves are out of the way, so we can't protect Dani and Kensi.

If that's the case though, why am I not dead? And the woman said she almost killed Embry. If the idea is to take us out, why not kill us?

I can't let this happen. I have to stop them somehow. I have to get out of here. I need to protect Emily from this army. I need to protect Kensi and Dani, not only because they're imprints, but because they're one of my best friends' little sisters. And no matter how much we all wanted to kill Paul when we found out about how he neglected his baby sisters, his family is our family too.

I snarl at the pair. I can't be too upset with the Elemental Guardian, I know if someone had a gun at Emily's head I would do whatever they wanted. This vampire holds a dagger to the Guardian's lover's neck. I can't blame her for doing this woman's bidding, even if this vampire is only doing the bidding of another in exchange for sexual favors. However Kensi… there's no way she'll be merciful.

I look around frantically. The ceilings are high with catwalks criss-crossing the ceiling. There's massive skylights above each large ten-by-ten foot kennel. There's a small kitchen in one corner with a few cots nearby, and a grimy bathroom. Behind that there's a cell with a drain in the middle.

The exits are the catwalks. But I can't get out. I could climb the fence, easily, but if that woman is right and the fence is an electric fence, I won't want to electrocute myself escaping.

And when I open my ears to it, I can hear the buzz of electricity, the entire kennel is alive.

There was never a question what the army was after. Kensi and Dani. But until now I was under the impression that we, the pack, could protect them if they couldn't protect themselves. But that only works if we aren't locked in cages.

The scent of leech burns my nose again as I look at the other woman. She's panicked and her fingers are locked into her hair.

"Sister, tomorrow you will collect another wolf."

"Please, Micah." The woman begs.

"They're bait!" Micah roars. "We capture and bring as many wolves to us as possible, knowing that one time, we'll strike gold and bring one of their soulmates. That will draw them for certain. And if they don't come after the wolves, then at least that's less fighters and opposing forces when we make a stand."

I remember that the army started with 18 fighters, and after the last conversation the number climbed to 40.

But there are hundreds of different vampires that were here at one time. I can smell their individual scents, as if it were only hours ago that they filled the room.

I growl softly at the two women reminding them that I'm still here.

"Unfortunately my sister didn't have the guts to kill Kensi's mate." She coos at me. So Embry is alive. But how close to the edge of his life is he? I passed out immediately, but I can still smell a significant amount of his blood matted in my fur.

"You don't have the guts to enter La Push, sister, so don't start with me." The woman growls. "Kensi is not a woman you want to mess with. She will kill you."

"Which is why your goal is to capture for me her brother. She wouldn't dare cross me with my blade at his throat."

"Spoken like a true Guardian, Micha!" The woman roars. "Too bad you don't have half the guts as one of them! Being a bloodsucker has made you weak." She spits.

"Ah." Micah laughs. "You're the one who couldn't kill me when you had the chance. When I was first turned, you're the one who refused to kill me."

"And that was my first mistake. Look at the monster you've become." The woman growls.

"And you still love me. You wouldn't report me to your friends knowing they would kill me. You wouldn't report me, not because you were afraid for your own life and position, but because you feared for my life." Micah smiles.

"And I've learned to despise you." She spits. "And I hate you. Ultimately, I want you to die. I pray for the day Kensi and Dani come. I pray for the day I cross their lines, and they follow me here. Because I will finally be in control when Kensi kills you."

"Dani?"

Even I scoff at that one.

"Dani is too tenderhearted." The woman snarls. "Dani is a good fighter, but she has never taken a life before. She hunts with her sister, vengefully, but she will never take a life, fearing it be in cold blood. That is something that her sister has no problem with. Kensi will kill you, and it will be in cold blood. I promise you that."

Kensi isn't that cold? Is she?

The woman scoffs. "You ordered me to take her mate. And instead I mortally wounded him. When I tell her that was your idea, she will kill you."

Kensi can't possibly care about Embry that deeply. She holds the carrot in front of his nose, stringing him along after her. Then again, Jake told me at least that Dani thinks Kensi already figured out Embry imprinted on her and doesn't want to tell him she knows so she doesn't steal his headline.

Kensi is like a double-edged sword.

"SHUT UP!" Micah roars. "You may fear Kensi but I do not."

I scoff again. I rise to my feet and snarl at Micah.

The woman smiles. "Sam has seen firsthand just what Kensi is capable of doing. He watched her cut off Katherine's arm and crack a joke about how Katherine will never clap again. He watched Kensi slice her hand open and shove her bleeding hand just out of Katherine's reach. Kensi is hardcore, and she's a badass. She's a hell of a lot stronger than you give her credit for."

The woman lowers her voice before igniting her hand on fire. It lights her skin up with a dangerous glow. "And underestimating the Lahote sisters, Kensi especially, will be your downfall."

Micah laughs, her crimson eyes flashing in humor. "Well I suppose it's a good thing we have 100 soldiers prepared to eradicate the full force of the Lahote twins forever."

I hide my surprise well, but my thoughts are racing. I reach out in my mind, hoping someone is phased.

But with a start I realize I can't hear anyone's thoughts. I wait for hours. Days. But there isn't a single sound. Not a peep from the pack. It's as if they are all silent. I don't like this kind of silence.

And to make things worse, they have put a collar on me, as if I'm some dog.

They only feed me enough to get by. The woman grows irritated with her sister's cruelty, sneaking me chicken tenders from Dairy Queen whenever her sister is gone, promising that she was going to find some way to break me out, and to save her lover.

She never tells me her name though. But I have a pretty good idea who it is.