AN: Long since overdue :/ If you're still reading this fic thank you so much and your reviews mean a lot :) please Read and review if you have the time and errr enjoy this chapter. Next chapter things are picking up a bit! At last! :D!

Rosalie's POV

Scientists have compartmentalised the human brain into various areas with each area controlling a certain function. Like workers in a production line doing their own individual jobs.

The end result: a highly sophisticated piece of machinery.

In this case, a 'socially acceptable' functioning human.

At a closer look at the front of the brain, right behind the forehead you'll see the area known as the frontal lobes. The workers in this part of the production line control a lot of things which can be said to be the essence of humanity. But for now we'll look at only one of the 'essences'.

Judgement.

This essence here always leads to one thing. It determines the future consequencesof actions. It gives you an idea of if something you do will lead you down a 'good' or 'bad' path and therefore if it will make you socially acceptable or not.

Now take the image of the frontal lobes and imagine drawing a line halfway through this area. The line has to be grey in colour though. The colour is important.

For simplicity's sake let's imagine that the area on one side of this line determines the good. The other determines the bad. Seems so clear doesn't it. So easy. All you have to do is use the area which you think is most suited to the situation. Use your judgement.

Or use this to create the personality you want. Become a goody two shoes who never lies and smiles at all her passerby's.

Or become a woman of malicious ways who has a tongue sharper than knives and can kill you with just the look in her eyes.

So damn easy right?

Wrong. That grey line? That's the grey area. Where all the little things blur the line between good and bad. Things like white lies and hiding important things for the greater good. Good and bad mix, wriggle and writhe until this little line is formed and all that bullshit of plain as day good and bad is thrown out the window. This grey area right here is where the real judgement is. What will you choose for the best future consequence? Will you be selfish or unselfish?

There are so many choices with so many consequences.

Good.

Bad

Grey.

But this, this is all human.

Let's talk vampire now.

Humans are technically classified as mammals. So you can say that the core of a human is animal. Vampires are humans with this core intensified. Does that make them beasts then? I guess so.

Take that image of the frontal lobes again. This time draw two grey lines so that there are three sections.

Section 1: Good, Section 2: Animal instinct and Section 3: Bad.

Now erase those two little grey lines.

What you have now is the animal instinct bleeding into the good and the bad. It masks, subdues and overcomes the good and the bad.

When the game of judgement comes, who wins?

The animal instinct. Every single time.

It conquers. It rules forefront and foremost. Good, bad and grey play only a minute role when the game of judgement begins. Animal instinct takes over and every decision you make is controlled by it. For uncivilised vampires the animal instincts take over so much that the good, bad and grey are so buried that even Sherlock wouldn't be able to find them.

I have only ever met one who could best the animal instinct. Dr. Carlisle Cullen. He has learnt to suppress the animal instinct and let the good be forefront and foremost. He has control of the animal and only lets it out during feeding. But even then he has some control. He feeds on animals. We feed on animals.

Though even then we don't have that ultimate control that he has and we make mistakes. We slip up and give in to the animal instinct and we hunt on humans.

Mammal is Human. Good, bad and grey.

Beast is Vampire. Good, bad, grey and animal instinct.

When I left that class, left Isabella behind, it's like the wiring of my brain had been short circuited and the things that make me vampire were thrown in ten different directions.

Good: I want to go to Bella and make her speak to me, address me personally so I can just hear her say my name and relish in the heavenly sounds that would fall from her lips as she speaks my name. Tell her that she can say anything she wants and I won't bite.

Bad: I want to insult her, make her feel inferior to me because she didn't speak to me. I want her to feel the hurt I felt when silence shrouded us because she didn't speak.

Grey: I want to just drop the whole thing and just let her be. Even if she did speak to me what good will come from it?

Animal instinct: I want to swallow the words that would fall from her lips when I crash mine into hers. I want to make her say things without an inch of space between us. I want to go back, grab her by the waist, pull her to me and make her say all these things. Good and bad things. Even the bad things would be good. Because they won't be bad, they'd be downright sinful.

What do you do when you feel there's a push and pull in your own mind? Do you give in to the dominant thought? Or do you go with the one that is beneficial to all?

No not Rosalie Hale. She ignores everything. She creates a fifth element that contributes to her vampire being.

Human.

She grabs onto the humanity that is left in her mind and she runs. She runs to places which she robotically and routinely knows. First through the hallways which lead to her next classes and then when lunch arrives, the cafeteria.

I can feel that Isabella is here in this room. I can feel a lingering caress on my back every time her eyes pass over me when she looks around. I can just tell that her gaze is on me. Even though my back is towards her, for me her gaze is equivalent to a touch, like the softest brush of fingertips on pale skin. And then that soft touch turns into a full blown burning trail which lingers and rests on my back. She's staring at me. Why?

Just as I'm about to ponder I feel calm wash over me as Emmett's scent becomes more prominent. He takes the seat next to me and it's like he just knows that in my head I'm falling apart over something. He doesn't know what it is but he knows. Remember that soul connection? It plays a pretty big role in our relationship.

He places an arm around my shoulders and he tugs gently, a sign to show that he's here. He's always here. I turn towards him and we hold a silent conversation, his hand resting on my cheek.

"Something's troubling you," the gentle slope of his eyebrows facing down in a frown seem to say.

The almost tear filled eyes of mine reply with a "yeah, I'll tell you later."

An imperceptible nod later he leans forward, I lean forward in response and we share a small peck. There's no spark, fireworks or angels singing obviously. Just the quick sensation of lips on lips and that's it.

We lean back and Emmett's hand is still on my cheek and I slump into the touch. It's as though I'm transferring some of the heavy burden from my shoulders through this connection of simple palm on cheek to Emmett.

Just as I let out a sigh, Jessica's shrill voice pierces my ears. "Bella! You okay? Oh my god she's choking! Ben thump her back!"

My body tenses and my head snaps towards Bella, Emmett's palm still cradling my face. Her eyes are towards the ceiling and she keeps thumping her chest with her closed fist.

She's choking! Bella is hurting!

My protective instincts, normally reserved just for my family, seem to kick in full force and I nearly jump out of my seat towards her but luckily Ben thumps her on her back and the gasp of air she breathes in is the sweetest sound I have heard in a long time.

And then she runs out of there without even looking back.

And I sit there staring at the door while Emmett stares at the side of my face.

Leah's Pov

As soon as Bella walked in through the door after school I was hit with a sickly sweet smell marring her own.

Yeesh! It was horrible! Like candyfloss and passed it sell by date meat.

My wolf was slowly starting to shake as the smell intensified as she walked more into the house. I took another sniff cautiously to distinguish the scent.

As soon as I had transformed for the first time into my wolf the elders had told me about the treaty with the Cullens and being Alpha it is my job to tell them apart from human drinking vampires and animal drinking vampires.

We had to set up a meeting a few years back with the Cullen's to familiarise ourselves with their scent so I knew each member's scent individually. To me they all smelt horrid except for one. The blondie. She was bearable somehow. Not as potent as the others but she stank none the less. At the time I was confused as to why she didn't smell as strongly as the others do but I just shrugged it off. She still stank. End of.

From the sniff I could make out three scents. Bella's, which is quite nice. Edward's, which smelt like garbage, candyfloss and all things yuck and Blondie's, still yuck but with the hint of cheap rose perfume.

Bells has only been at school for one day and she's already blathered in two disgusting smells. What was she doing hanging out with those freaks in the first place?

Carlisle said his leeches mostly keep to themselves and rarely interact intimately with humans.

I took in a deep breath facing away from Bella, who had just entered the kitchen, and held it in. I counted to ten in my head to try and quell the small quivers of my muscles and mentally pushed the wolf back into the deepest reserves of my mind. I released my breath and addressed Bella in a strangled voice. She stank so bad, how the hell do I stay polite?

"Hey Bells...How was school? Meet any... nice people?"

She looks at me with her brow furrowed. Shit did my voice sound as bad to her as it did to me? Crap crap. Breathe in, breathe out, breathe...fuck fuck don't breathe in, don't fucking breathe in!

Yeesh she needs to have a bath. With a gallon of soap. Maybe even some bleach. Nope not maybe, definitely some bleach.

I can feel my wolf snarling and rattling in its cage, furious that this foul smell belonging to those leeches dared to enter its sanctuary. The muscles in my arms and legs twitch and ripple softly. It may look like small shivers to the human eye but to a shifter it looks similar to when a pebble breaks the surface of still water creating circular ripples. The wolf trying to break the through the surface of the human. Hot diggity damn the girl needs to be dunked in bleach right now. Right flipping now.

"It was okay, met these really nice group of kids. Sat with them at lunch and met Dr. Cullen's kids. It was cool." Bella shuffles around, sometimes with a small smile or a thoughtful look, until she notices me and just throws a wear expression in my direction. Yup she thinks I'm a psycho.

My body slightly vibrates as I try to take small quick breaths just to replenish my oxygen supply while still trying to not breathe and unleash wolfy Leah.

'Hey Lee, you okay? You look really tense,' Bella takes a step forward and I nearly jump back towards the wall just to keep the distance.

I clench my fists and reply with the first thing that comes to my head.

"Bowel problems, bad lunch. Gotta go!"

"Errrrr...okay...?"

I barely take notice of Bella's reply before running up the stairs to the bathroom and locking the door. I quickly move to the skin and open the cold water tap and splash water on my face.

Okay Lee you're an Alpha, this is nothing you can't control. C'mon wolfy calm down. Calm down!

I feel my body still shake, the scent of the vamps still rolling around in my nostrils causing them to flare in anger and disgust.

Yup wolfy is not calming down anytime soon.

I slam open the bathroom door, forgetting that it's locked. The wood around the handle splinters and the door is barely left attached to the frame. No time to cover that up.

I sprint down the stairs two at a time, shoving Seth out the way as he unfortunately chose that moment to walk in through the front door.

He squeals as I shove him and take off running towards the forests edge. As soon as I hit the cover of the trees the vibrations of my body increase tenfold. I have enough sense to strip my clothes quickly and throw them to the ground just as my muscles start to grow and expand. First my head takes form as the rest of the body follows. Paws instead of hands, a muzzle and fur. Shiny silver grey fur.

It's like the human skin melts inwards towards the body to give way to the wolf features. An exchange of some sorts. The change is quick and painless.

My paws pound against the slightly moist soil as I dodge trees and run in no direction in particular. As long as that direction is quite a few miles away from that stench.

I growl still remembering the hideous odour and quicken my limbs. Unknowingly running towards the pivot that changes my life irreversibly.

Tanya's POV

We, my sisters and I, were meant to set off to Forks together but someone (Irina) and someone else (Kate) decided to destroy the house when they fought over who would be leading the so called 'quest' to search for the Child of Bellona. What they seemed to have forgotten at the time is that I am the head of the Denali coven and therefore it is only logical that the search party would be lead by yours truly. As punishment the two twits can't follow me here until the house is back into its former habitable state.

Since it would be quicker to run than travel by car I decided to do just that. The run is exhilarating and almost has me giddy like a child high on a sugar rush. I reach Forks in less than 6 hours compared to the 44 hour car ride I would have had to endure. Mind you, that's only if I abided by the driving laws. But everyone knows that rules are meant to be broken and if you're a vamp then you might as well chuck up your deuces at the driving rules and regulations.

I run in the direction of the Cullen coven's home. But there's so much green. It's like hiding in the jolly green giants dress.

As I get closer to my destination I can hear these pounding footsteps running parallel to me but hidden away by the row of trees between us. I halt my steps and crouch in the direction the footfalls are coming from. The footfalls seemed to have stopped running parallel to me but instead sound as though they are coming towards me. I hiss lowly preparing myself for defence because those running sounds were no humans. Too fast. Maybe another vampire? Can't be, I can hear 4 thumps every time. Maybe a really fast animal?

I cautiously take in a breath of air as the running sounds get closer; just as my lungs fill to their full capacity the final air particles contain the most eye rollingly delicious smell ever. Like pines, oranges and some musk throw in. And some other deliciousness that cannot be described.

I can see the outline of the runner now. It's big. Horse like big. It's a horse!

I roll my eyes at myself; spend a few hundred years surrounded by idiotic siblings you start to think their idiotic thoughts too.

As soon as I finish my inner dialogue that majestic beast skids and halts about three feet away from me. A wolf. A beautiful silver-grey lean wolf. Which is indeed the size of a horse. Just about.

The wolf growls threateningly before looking directly into my black eyes. Its own widen and a whine escapes it lips.

I feel the world around me spin as I continue to look into those bright yellow eyes, panting for air I don't need. Taking in gulps and smelling that beautiful scent that is being emitted from this beautiful beast.

Did... did I just find my mate in an animal? No way! Nuh uh! I did not live all these years as a single fine independent woman just to find out that bestiality is what gets my juices flowing. Hell no. Nuh uh. Not happening.

A whimper escapes my mouth as I think of all the scenarios of how wrong this is when slowly the wolf sits back on its haunches and I see its body transforms. The silk like wolf fur melts away to reveal sun kissed bronze skin and the toned body of a gorgeous female. The toned naked body of a gorgeous female. She's tall and lean with defined muscles. Her short hair framing her face perfectly. Such an exquisite being and she's mine.

Her eyes are still wide and locked on mine. Her breaths coming out in soft pants just like mine. She slowly walks towards me. Hands clenching and unclenching as though she is unsure of what to do. Just walk on over baby. That's all you need to do, you devilishly beautiful being.

There's about a two inch gap between us now but she hasn't made a move other than walking over to me. I reach up and slowly cup her cheek. Her breath hitches when my palm makes contact. Electric bolts, just like Kate's power but more pleasurable run from my palm, through my arm and straight to my chest. Where she resides now.

She nuzzles her face into my palm as my other hand makes a fist and leans against her well toned stomach. My thumb slowly caressing the vertical line between her abs. When I do this her eyes leave mine to trail down my hand breaking the eye contact. She yelps and jumps back quickly, scuttling away to hide behind a tree.

I blink just to make sure that that really happened.

I hear a groan from by the tree and a thump as though she's hit her head against the trunk.

"Hey puppy don't hide from me!" You can hear the pout in my voice as I try to coerce her back out.

"I'm naked!" Is the only reply I get. God her voice is so beautiful. Slightly deep and feels like warm hot chocolate.

"Nothing I haven't seen before."

She growls at my reply. Jealous already? I smirk at the thought.

She emerges from behind the tree. An arm covering her chest and one hand covering her...basket of delights? Yeah let's go with that.

I smirk at her and purr. She looks uncomfortable and shuffles her weight from one foot to the other.

"Hi," my smirk turns into a full blown smile when she greets me. Her eyes full of adoration even while she's uncomfortable.

"Hello," I seductively walk closer to her while replying. Her mouth gapes open as she sees me stalking towards her, her hands falling to her sides again.

"D-d-do you feel the pull too?" My hands are wrapped around her neck, caressing the baby hairs at the nape of it. God I love that she's taller than me.

I answer her question with a nod, leaning in and laying my head against her collar bone. Purring all the while.

And when she wraps those nervous arms around my waist, it feels like home.

Feeling more comfortable now I feel her nuzzle her cheek against the top of my head; her body feels like an open furnace. Where it should burn it soothes. Ice meets fire. A beautiful contrast but each made for the other.

I turn my head and leave a kiss on her collar bone just before pulling back.

'You imprinted on me didn't you puppy?' My arms are still around her neck and she's leaning down, her forehead resting against mine.

"Yes, and you're an animal drinker right? I mean your eyes they're gold." She moves one hand to stroke her thumb just beneath my right eye.

"Yes, for nearly 800 years now." Her eyes widen again at that.

"I know it's rude to ask a lady her age..."

'Nearly 1000, puppy' she mouths a small 'woah' before a small grin takes over her features.

"I'm Leah actually," she leans down to give me an Eskimo kiss, "not puppy."

I scrunch up my nose and roll her name around on my tongue. A breathy 'Leah' falls from my lips and her breath hitches.

"I'm Tanya but just know that you're my puppy, puppy." I wink at her before letting go of her fully.

She pouts at me and I nearly melt onto the forest floor.

"I have to be somewhere puppy, not too far actually, I need to go see the Cullen's, you know them don't you? They have a treaty with the alpha shifter."

Leah straightens out her posture and puffs her naked chest out in a sense of pride.

"I am the alpha."

Well I'll be damned. My puppy is a sexy badass alpha female shifter.

"Well in that case alpha puppy may I pass through your lands so I can speak with my cousins?"

Leah deflates a bit and shuffles her weight from one foot to the other again. A hit of sadness in her eyes.

"Will you come back here later? I... I can't be away from you for too long."

"Of course baby, meet here in this spot tonight around 9pm?"

The smile and blush that takes over her face when the pet name falls from my lips has me almost cooing at her adorableness.

"Yeah beautiful, I'll see you here at 9pm sharp!"

She strides over to me, pulls me into her arms and kisses my forehead. It's not enough so I tilt my chin up and connect my lips to the burning ones belonging to her. A simple touch of ice and fire. It was like breathing again for the first time while simultaneously drowning. An oxymoron of the most pleasurable kind. After a moment I pull back still cupping my puppy's face.

"Parting is such sweet sorrow-"

"Oh ewwwww beautiful! No Romeo and Juliet please, me and you will have an eternity together okay? As if I'll let something keep me away from you."

I laugh at her disgusted face and peck her lips one last time before leaving the confines of her arms.

"Okay! Okay, no doomed lover's quotes. How about 'I'll see your sexy ass later, preferably in the same state you're in now?' Is that better?"

She laughs (even her laugh makes my knees weak) and nods. 'Bye beautiful, see you soon.'

She shifts back into her magnificent wolf form, runs a circle around, me making me giggle (an actual giggle!) before running off back towards to what I presume is her home.

I sigh and turn in the opposite direction my puppy has just gone in. An insistent tug in my chest telling me to turn around and run the same way as my puppy. I steel myself before running once again in the direction of the Cullen's residence.

Here we go... let the quest begin...