AN: So, as you all know, this story is being redone, and I will be working on this constantly for the most part. Note that I am working on two/three other stories, but I am finding a schedule to update each.
* I'll try to update this story every two weeks if possible. *
I will be redoing The Lakefield Estate. Soon. I'll try to have some chapters out before I post though.
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It's just a different platform really but has a neat interface.
I keep you update via LIVE if that makes sense. It will have all my stories that I am working on and updating regularly. There will be a few stories you won't see only because they are one's I am either discontinuing or plan on redoing.
That means this story will be the 'first' so to speak of a new story on that site as well as on my profile of FFN.
Characters/Relationships
Bella Swan - age 18, sister-imprint to Sam Uley, Embry Call, Levi and Jamie Collin, best friend to Jacob Black
Paul Lahote- age 20, cousin to Jared and Josiah Cameron, shifter in Quileute Pack
Sam Uley- age 23, Temporary Alpha of Quileute Wolf Pack, brother-imprinter to Bella Swan, referred to as "Boss" by the Collin twins, mate to Emily Young (Technically in the Twilight Universe he is 19 in New Moon)
Embry Call- age 18, brother-imprinter to Bella Swan, third in command to Sam Uley, best friend to Jacob Black.
Levi Collin- age 17, twin brother to Jamie Collin, cousin to Embry Call, brother-imprinter to Bella Swan
Jamie Collin- age 17, twin brother to Levi Collin, cousin to Embry Call, brother-imprinter to Bella Swan
Emily Young- age 22, imprinted mate of Sam Uley, second cousin to Leah Clearwater and Seth Clearwater
Leah Clearwater- age 22, sister to Seth Clearwater, first and only female shifter in Quileute history.
Seth Clearwater- age 14, brother to Leah Clearwater, second youngest shifter in the Quileute pack.
Brady Fuller- age 13, cousin to Leah and Seth Clearwater. Ateara bloodline.
Collin Littlesea-age 13, direct cousin to Jacob Black. Black bloodline.
Jacob Black- age 16, rightful Alpha of Quileute Wolf Pack, son of Billy Black, best friends to Bella Swan and Embry Call.
Jared Cameron- age 19, Beta to Sam Uley (2nd in command), mate to Kim Connwell, brother to Josiah Cameron, distant cousin to Paul Lahote
Kim Connwell- age 17, imprinted mate of Jared, closeness with Emily Young (A lot of people say Connweller, but Kim's last name is never mentioned, so I went with this)
Josiah Cameron- age 16, brother to Jared Cameron, distant cousin to Paul Lahote.
Charlie Swan- age 42, father to Bella Swan, Chief of Police, best friend to Billy Black
Quil Ateara- age 19, grandson of Quil Atera III, second cousin to Jacob Black
*Most of the relationships, bloodlines and cousins are true*
*I own nothing of Twilight, just playing with the pages and films*
*To help, (me and you) here is a list of who phased first what order:
Sam, Jared, Paul, Embry, Levi, Jamie, Quil, Leah, Seth, Josiah, Jacob, Brady, and Collin
Chapter 1: Found
The call came in the middle of the night, the moment Sam walked through the door of the home he and Emily shared. The living room was shrouded in darkness except for the small lamp that Emily left on at night. Before it could wake Emily, Sam grabbed the phone off the hook, cradling it between his ear and shoulder. "Uley," He answered.
Billy's gruff voice filtered on the line, voice grave. "Sam, it's Billy. We have a problem," Sam sat down his toolbox, sighing lightly. He was exhausted. Embry Call had just phased last week, and his attention has been divided between work, helping Embry learn the ropes, and constant patrol.
He was able to check off one of those items as the Cullen's had left just hours ago, so that only left his normal duties. "Can this wait till morning?" He asked, sitting down on the barstool.
"I'm afraid not son. Charlie's daughter, Bella? She's missing," Sam frowned, standing back up. "What? The Cullen's didn't mention…" He started but paused as Billy cut him off. "No. I don't think she's with them. Charlie found a letter on the fridge. Claimed she went for a walk with the youngest Cullen. If I'm correct, the temp is dropping down to 30 tonight,"
Sam nodded to himself, already stripping from his shorts, tying it to his ankle. "I'm on it. I'll keep you updated," He hung up the phone, and grabbed a pen he kept next to the phone, scribbling a quick note to Emily. He stepped back outside, and with each step toward the forest, he could feel the wolf inside, growing underneath his skin, preparing to be released into the wild.
Paws met the Earth as Sam prowled through the woods silently, finding it in his best interest to take on this task by himself. Jared Cameron was a young boy, just 19, and a high school senior, and Sam didn't want to wake the kid so late in the night.
No matter their duties, Sam wanted the boys to still have an education. He could also ask for Paul for assistance, but he wasn't sure where that would get him. Paul Lahote was an enigma, nothing like the casual person, and definitely nothing like Sam and Jared.
At first glance, there would be nothing that separated the wolves from one another. They looked the same, moved in unity, and stuck to themselves. Paul on the other hand? He stuck to himself sure, but he preferred to be alone. Heat burned off him like a hot summer day in the middle of the desert, and anger coursed through his body like a tidal wave.
Everyone on the Rez knew that if anyone had a right to be angry, it was Paul. It was no secret that the young man experienced horrors in his childhood home. Literally, it was called the House of Horrors. No one knew the specifics, but they knew that what went on in that house was so horrible that it left quite the impression on him.
Besides his intense rage, Paul was his own wolf. Each wolf could communicate within their pack, and their minds were open to all, except his. It was like static. Sometimes you could see inside his head so clearly, and then sometimes, there was like a brick wall, keeping all them out. Sam could count on one hand how many times he was able to see in Paul's mind, and it was only one time.
What he saw would forever haunt him for the rest of his life. He vowed never to share what Paul showed him. It was his way of telling Sam to fuck off, and that while he will do what was made of him, he wouldn't be bothered, nor would he consider this family.
Family wasn't something Paul was used to.
Paul didn't talk to them, barely his own cousin, although he had some tolerance for Jared, but as far as Sam knew, he had no idea the torment Paul went through as a child. Sam left him alone for the most part, well aware that Paul knew what was expected.
Sam was honestly surprised when Paul phased, finding that he showed no signs of phasing before, and when he did, he almost towered over him. Paul was huge, and if he didn't know that Jacob would soon hold the alpha position, Sam would've thought that Paul was destined for it.
The scent of sickly-sweet vomit reached his nose, shaking Sam from his thoughts, his nose burning slightly from the smell. The brisk wind blew through his fur, and he stuck his nose to the ground, trying to separate the scent of leech and human.
The scent of vampire was already fading, leaving the undertone of something much more appealing, Sam following it deeper into the large forest. He wandered through the trees, ears listening beyond the whistle of the wind, his ear twitching at the sound of a very soft heartbeat.
He focused on it, the sound leading him to a small clearing. There he saw her, curled up in a small ball, nothing on her body except for a thin long-sleeved shirt, jeans, and what were clearly old, tattered sneakers.
He pushed forward, her deep breathing attesting to him that she was asleep. He slowly prowled towards her, his keen eyes searching for any visible damages to her body. Her hair hid most of her face, and Sam nudged his nose against her softly, listening as her heart rate slightly rose in tempo.
He snorted at the stench of vampire that clung to her body, blowing the hair from her face. She let out a soft groan, turning her head slightly. She sucked in a deep breath, her fingers uncurling from around the hold she had on her shirt. Sam didn't have a problem with her seeing him, as it was dark, and she was in the woods, so an animal wouldn't be too farfetched.
What he didn't expect was the chain reaction that would occur when she opened her eyes. Her eyes met his, her pupil dilating in surprise. Then she froze in place, sitting up ever so slowly, and Sam was just the same, stuck in place, his soul rearranging, making room for another spot in his universe.
It's like the center of his being was now split in two, one for Emily, and this new space for Bella, but neither space outdid the other. His feelings were not split in half. In fact, he felt like a sibling bond had just been made, and just by looking at her, he could tell that she had been broken, stomped on, and left for dead.
The hole in Bella's heart was nowhere near patched, but the pain was soothed, by some force, some power she couldn't explain, her eyes glued to the large, black beast that towered over her. Before her very eyes, the wolf seemed to shrink, contorting, and changing shape to that of a human, causing her to stand jerkily, taking a few steps backwards.
Sam stood before her in all his naked glory, his face holding an expression of pure shock, and strangely pity. Despite the cold, Bella's cheeks burned as her eyes drifted down, only for them to snap back up as she realized she couldn't possibly be dreaming. She shook her head to clear it, pinching her side.
"Don't freak," Sam spoke, finding the warning futile as she started to sway on her feet. "Dammit," He whispered to himself, quickly pulling up his shorts, taking two quick strides towards her, catching her just before she would've hit the ground.
He scooped her up, using his free hand to button his shorts, jostling her for a moment, before heading in the direction of Forks. He wasn't surprised to find her but a few miles off course, although he knew that the paths in these woods were not hard to find unless you really didn't know where you were going.
Why was she so far? He had an inkling suspicion that she attempted to follow the vampire out here, although why would he lead her here if he knew she would follow?
Sam now had another thing added to his list of things, and that was the possibility of a second imprint. Why did it happen? Why did he expose himself? He would never do something so reckless. He thought that it wasn't possible, at least that is what the council and legends have said. A wolf is ONLY meant to have one imprint…so why does he have two?
His arms curled around her more, shielding her from the blast of wind that was suddenly coming through. Her head lolled on his arm, nose in the crease of his elbow and arm, blowing warm air on his skin.
One of her hands laid over her heart as if trying to protect it, and Sam could only frown. "You'll heal little Swan," He rumbled quietly, his ears picking up the sounds of voices in the distance. Bella made an odd noise, her hand falling to her side. "Okay," She mumbled quietly, causing him to look down at her, only to find that she was still out cold.
He continued through the woods, his thoughts on how he would approach Emily and then the Council. What did this mean for him, and what did this mean for his pack?
Bella was otherwise quiet, her heart rate evening out. She looked somewhat content, but her mouth was set in a permanent frown. He'd make her smile again. He wanted to. The animal side of him already felt like she was under his wing so to speak. Wolves are territorial creatures, and they are very nurturing towards the young and bind strongly with one another. Bella was only 5 years younger than he, but taken in a hierarchical status she was considered the Subordinate. Subordinate wolves were neither alphas, betas, nor omegas. Although Omegas can become a subordinate.
Omega wolves were the lowest rank in a traditional wolf pack, but of course, Sam and his readily growing pack are not the same. While Omega wolves were the most vulnerable, they were also the weakest links, yet they helped decrease the level of conflict in a pack.
Traditionally, higher status wolves bully Omega's until their dominance is asserted, but Sam didn't see his pack that way. Sam's secondary imprint brought her to such status, and subordinates are usually closest to the alpha.
Sam wouldn't know for sure if his pack will grow, but he did know that Bella was now one of them.
He finally neared the edge of the woods, hesitating for a fraction of a second. She needed him. He knew this. Sam literally warred with himself. The human side knowing that she needed to go home, but the wolf growled at him in protest. She needed to be taken care of.
After making a mental assurance that he would check on her, Sam emerged from the trees. Jacob Black was the first to see him, alerting Charlie. Sam slowed, but continued forward, his fingers tightening ever so slightly around Bella's side before he met Charlie halfway. "Oh god, Bella," Charlie choked, his eyes shining with relief, steadying himself as Sam passed her over. "You got her?" Sam asked, hovering slightly in case Charlie couldn't hold her weight. "I think so, thank you Sam," Sam nodded, his body leaning slightly towards them as Charlie headed for his small home.
His jaw tensed as he fought down the wolf. He'd see her tomorrow. He turns to Billy and Jacob, staring at the teen. He was looking for the signs, and although Jacob seemed human, that wouldn't last for long. Sam nodded in Billy's direction, before heading down the street, disappearing into the night.
It was almost 9 in the evening when Sam finally walked inside his home, dragging his feet. He felt off. He felt like he was meant to be doing something, but he ignored it for the sake of his sanity. The wolf inside was on the edge between content at being in its home with its mate, yet his attention was also being drawn in the direction of Forks.
He showered, his thoughts a whirlwind. He wasn't sure what he would do at this point. Would he see Bella before meeting with the Council, or after? He shook away these thoughts the moment he stepped foot in his bedroom, finding solace in his bed next to Emily. He laid next to her, his arm curling around her waist. She snuggled next to him, shifting as she could feel like something was off. He felt tense.
She blinked her eyes open, giving him a blinding smile, her eyes searching his. She sat up, pulling him along with her. "Everything alright?" She asked softly, the moon shining into the room, illuminating his face. Sam scrubbed a hand down his face sighing. He shook his head after a few seconds.
Emily ran her hand along his shoulders, her fingers raking through his short hair as she waited patiently. "Billy called a few hours ago. Bella Swan was missing," He whispered. Emily softly gasped, learning through Sam that Bella was the girl who surrounded herself with the local vampires. She didn't judge Bella by any means, she was a young girl in love.
But she worried for her safety. "Oh my. Did she? Is she…one of them?" Sam shook his head, grabbing her hand in comfort. "No. I found her. She was in the woods, way off course from home. Took me about an hour. She was just laying there Em. They broke her you know?"
Emily frowned, finding his reaction to her quite strange. He's voiced his opinions over time to hear about Bella's relationship with the Cullen's but ultimately stated that she was not one of them so he couldn't interfere and what she did was her own business.
What had changed? "Sam? What happened out there?" She asked softly, unsure if she wanted to hear the answer. He seemed worried about something. "I can't explain it. It was like I…" He turned to her then, frowning. "I love you, and over the time we've known each other, I know every day that you are right for me. Made for me, but something happened, that I don't think ever happened in history. It was like I imprinted on her, but it's not like you. I don't see her in the same way, but I see her. I know that she needs something that I can give her, we can give her. Do you understand what I am saying?" He asked, searching her face.
"So, you have two imprints? I thought that wasn't possible. What do you feel?" She trusted Sam, knew nothing could break their bond, but knew this was bothering him greatly. "Last I checked it wasn't. But it happened. She feels like a little sister. I guess we feel like she is a vulnerable packmate. She's human, hurting, broken. I can see it. We want to take care of her. I have no idea the psychological effects they have done on her, but I know they messed with her a great deal. She needs me Em. She looked so sad." He whispered, laying his head on her shoulder.
Emily hummed. She didn't like seeing him like this. There she made her decision. "Well, why don't you get to know her? Bring her around after a while. If this is how you feel, then there is no mistaking that she belongs with us. She's pack now yes?" She clarified.
Sam nodded. "What about the Council? They'd want to know this. Oh, there's one more thing," He murmured, closing his eyes in content. "Hmmm?" She hummed, staring out the window. "I unphased right in front of her," Emily's eyes widened in surprise. "Sam!" She reared back. Sam just shrugged, cooling her down just a bit. "I couldn't help it…the shift happened before I even realized it," Emily frowned, now confused.
"Maybe you shouldn't go to the Council right away. I think you should explore this. You said it yourself. She's a wolf girl now,"
The next morning Sam made his first stop before work. The white house sat innocently, looking back at him. Sam stepped out of his truck, closing the door behind him. Charlie's cruiser was in the driveway, and he trudged up the walkway, taking the small steps one at a time.
He rang the doorbell and waited patiently. He couldn't help the smile the formed on his face as Bella opened the door. He frowned then. In all honesty, she looked like shit. There were dark bags under her eyes, and her skin looked sickly pale. He noticed the deep redness of her nose.
As she looked up at him, Sam worried if she remembered what she saw last night. She blinked at him in confusion, her eyes looking him up and down. Her eyes widened as she hurriedly closed the door behind her stepping out onto the porch.
Sam stepped back to accommodate for space. "You're sick," He stated worriedly. She waved him off. "Just a cold. But you...I saw you." She hissed, letting out a quiet sneeze into the crook of her elbow. Her hair was pulled into a loose bun that came undone, and she was dressed in a thick, long-sleeved shirt and a pair of sweats, with a pink pair of fuzzy slippers.
She resumed her futile glaring, although Sam couldn't help but smile softly at the expression. "What's funny? Please…don't tell me that I'm seeing things or that I'm crazy. I won't be subjected to that again," His smile dropped, and he took a quick glance at the door. "You're not crazy. What you saw last night did happen but believe me, I am not here to hurt you. I came to check on you. I know he did to you Bella,"
Her expression changed, and she looked away from his piercing gaze. He watched with interest as she wrapped her arms around her middle. "You don't know anything," She whispered. Sam sighed and resisted touching her. The wolf wanted to comfort her, and usually, that is done by smelling and touching of reassurance, but that would only cross boundaries.
"I do. He broke you. Stomped all over your heart without a care in the world and left you in the cold. Alone. I know what he was, and for that, it makes him a monster. You're not like him Bella. You can be fixed, and I'd like to help you,"
Bella looked back at him, sniffling. "You don't know me, why would you want to help me? I remember the legends. You were…E…his enemy. That makes me just as much as yours," She frowned, looking down at the ground. Sam sighed, and his fingers twitched. He gave in to the pull, laying a hand on her shoulder. His gaze was intense as he stared down at her, and Bella tried her hardest not to look away. "You belong to the wolves now Bella." The seven words that fell from his mouth were surprising, and Bella wanted to disagree, to shake her head. She belonged to the Cullen's…or she used to. As much as she wanted to deny it, hold on to the belief that Edward would return, she had to recognize that her arms had slowly uncurled from around her middle, falling to her side.
The hole in her heart was shrinking, lessening just by his presence. She felt like a haze was being lifted, like a screen was cut out of a window. She felt sick. A bubbling in her stomach, a horrible burning in her throat. Sam noticed the look on her face, attributing it to his presence, took a step back.
The feeling suddenly cleared, and Bella shook her head minutely. "Are you sure you're alright? You should go lay down," Sam urged. Bella swallowed. "I just… there's this haze I guess, and when you are really close, um, it like I can see. Does that make sense?" Sam shook his head immediately. He had an idea, but it was a stretch. Vampires dazzled their prey, and it was highly possible that Sam's nature was interfering with it. It was like an addiction. With the dazzling being lifted, she'd experience withdrawal.
Sam would figure this out. "I have to go. I'll stop by around 6," Bella nodded in response, a slight frown on her face. Sam couldn't help it this time, and he pulled her into a hug, bringing the feeling back once more but it was overshadowed by comfort. "You'll heal little Swan. I'll make sure of it. Now go on inside before you get any sicker,"
He was already walking down the steps as she opened the front door, hearing Charlie ask who she was speaking to.
Bella couldn't deny that something left when Sam did.
A feeling of relief and freedom. Despite the urge to throw up, she felt like she could see again. She could see colors. Everything.
She had no idea what was going on, nor would she have a clue of the magnitude of what was about to happen.
The screen was once again over her eyes and she succumbed to the numbness.
She realized that with Sam, the feeling of feeling anything was lost to her, and there was no denying that no matter how much she loved Edward, or how much she missed him, she missed feeling something.
AN: So, there we have it. Chapter 1 is finished, and I will start working on Chapter 2 either this evening or tomorrow. I might be able to push out a chapter every week, but don't quote me.