Bill woke up to gentle fingers brushing through his hair. He felt warm and comfy, something that he hasn't felt in a few months, but he also felt safe and secure, something he hasn't felt since he was a kid. Not wanting to wake up from this haven, Bill burrowed further into the warmth smelling an earthy smell and spicey. The scent was comforting, like a warm hug after a terrible day. After the last couple of months Bill was holding onto this comfort.

Not only was Fleur cheating on him with his brother Ron, but his family that had been accepting of him being a werewolf has turned on him. If that wasn't bad as is, the Wizarding world has become downright vicious with dark creatures. It had been several years since the Wizarding world had chased off Harry Potter. While not everything was known on how Harry was a werewolf, they were still scared and frightened of their powerful now dark creature savior.

After his divorce went through, he started trying to get in touch with Remus and other werewolves. While he couldn't find Remus he was able to get in touch some other werewolves. He lived with them a week so before he heard the rumor. The rumor was that somewhere in the Rocky Mountain in the States there was a werewolf haven. That no one but werewolves could see the town and it was completely composed of just werewolves. It was also said that the town had thee most powerful and wisest Alpha. The Alpha was kind and considerate and very protective of his pack. His pack was over 300 and growing. The best part of the rumor was that the town was under the government's protection.

Most had dismissed it as some fool's dream, but Bill was curious. The rumor had to have started somewhere. Bill was getting ready to start on 'Fool's quest' as the others dubbed it when he received a letter from his parents, well apparently they were his parent's anymore. They have disowned him. He is now just Bill, well William, but that is besides the point. Now he really didn't have any ties to Britain and all that more eager to seek out the werewolf town.

It had taken awhile, since he had to do everything the muggle way since the magical world kept denying anything he sent in. He was thankful that had some money saved and was able to purchase a plane ticket to the States, but that was as far as the money went. He still had some for food, but that was it. As he made his way to the Rocky Mountains, he slept outside and was grateful that it was summer. Since he was a werewolf his endurance was longer and stronger, but after two months of searching he was exhausted and to top it off last night was the full moon. Normally he doesn't remember anything from his transformation but remembers one of the most lonely and sorrow- filled howl from last night. He remembers hear it from the north. Picking his weary body up and trudged northward, while getting the feeling that something was watching him. A day later he saw a town that reverberated with magic. Feeling happiness that maybe he had found the town, he relaxed but not before he felt a cutting hex and feeling some blood drip down his arm. With the last amount of energy, Bill sprinted to the opening of the town, hoping that this was the right town.

When he passed through the wards, he knew he had the right town. Looking behind, he saw nothing but shadows. Looking in front of him again, he noticed two very large and muscular males jogging towards him. The slightly taller male looked to be native while the other one looked vaguely familiar, with the unruly black hair and bright green eyes. Too bad he was at his limit and collapse into blackness.

As Bill remember what had happen previously, his eyes opened from the warmth to see a dark grey t-shirt. Gulping Bill looked down and saw legs encased in a pair of faded denim and bare feet. Closing his eyes and steeling himself, he opened his eyes and looked up into an amused face of the man he saw before he collapse. Staring into those eyes, he noticed that not only were they bright but they were also piercing. Like the man was looking deep into his soul and judging him. But he also felt a closeness to this man. He felt as though he could give this man his life and knew that it would be in good hands.

Clearing his throat lightly, he asked, "How long?" It came out slight raspy.

Bill watched as the handsome man, chuckled answering, "Only eight hours. Although you still look like you could use another two days of sleeping."

"Oh. So, um…not that I don't mind….but..um…why are in the bed with me?" Bill asked while blushing.

"Well one is that this is my bed and the reason you are in my bed and why I am with you is that when you collapsed, I caught you and brought you to my manor. When I went to place you in a guest bed, clung and wouldn't let go. So I brought you to my room and my bed since I have a preference to my bed," the man said with a smile.

"Oh. Can I ask who you are?" Bill asked.

"I am the Alpha of Hidden Village."

"Right. Well can I know your name?" Bill asked.

A weird glint came across the man's eyes and Bill almost felt like he said the wrong thing.

"Perhaps after you introduce yourself," the man said.

"Oh, I'm Bill, well William but Bill."

"No last name Bill?" The man questioned.

"I was disown for being cursed," Bill mutter angrily, looking down ashamed.

He felt fingers on his chin tilting his head up to look into the pure greens, "You will find acceptance here and learn to isn't a curse but a blessing."

"How can it be a blessing? It has done nothing but destroy my life," tears sprung to eyes thinking of the betrayals.

Still looking into those eyes, he something like anger come to life. The man pulled away.

"When you become one with your wolf and learn that sometimes there are blessing in front of yours eyes. While yes your blood family has abandon you, your pack will support you. Your life can begin anew here," The man finished and got off the bed.

"Where are you going?" Bill asked, wiping his tears.

"To make dinner, there is a bathroom to the left. Dinner should be done in an hour," The man walked to the door.

"Wait what is your name?"

"You should my name, but I give a hint, I use to have a lightning bolt scar," and with that Harry closed the door and made his away down stairs. While Bill sat on the bed gaping and staring at the closed door, the man that he had felt safe and warm with, who had created a safe haven, and was now his alpha. Although the anger made some sense now.

AN – sorry it has taken so long to update I had a writers block on this story. Thank you for all of the reviews!

Thank you: Madame de Coeur, Laesk, Novemberbaby1983, cookyc, JtheChosen1, Crazy Weird, yukineko19, Evci, musicismyhero, Snape'sPurpleFanta, prettydamnreckless, wolfj, Deby Magid, SeverusDmitri18, leobutler,