A/N: Thanks to Katt...my only reviewer for this chapter. i really appreciate reviews hinthint

I hope you like itt..R&R

Where is he? Scarlett had been walking around the inn for half an hour and there was no sign of Gabriel. She was tempted to go to his room and knock on the door, but she would be mortified if Vivian was the one answered. For all Scarlett respected the alpha female, she found Vivian sort of intimidating. After all, Vivian had Gabriel head over heels for her. Scarlett let out an ominous sigh as she reached the end of the hallway. She turned and began to walk towards her family's room at the inn.

"What are you doing in this part of the inn?" Scarlett didn't need to look up to identify the speaker as her Isabella.

"I could ask the same of you," Scarlett snapped.

"I was talking to Aunt Persia about the baby," she growled, and looked at her younger sister expectantly.

"I was…looking for Caleb." Isabella gave her sister a knowing look, but didn't press the matter. Isabella knew that Scarlett had never loved her. At least, not like she loved Caleb. She acknowledged their sisterhood, but that's where interaction between the two of them ended. Isabella knew that her late nights with the males of their San Francisco pack had been what created the rift between them, but ever since they had moved to Vermont, Isabella had been trying to re-forge the bond between the two of them. So far, her efforts were in vain. She looked at her sister as she stared back with defiant blue eyes. Her hair was tied low and to the side, her long bangs neatly framing her face.

"I'll see you later," Isabella said finally.

"Wait." Isabella turned, raising a curious eyebrow at Scarlett.

"Yes?"

"Um…I was wondering if you could tell me about him," Scarlett wasn't sure Isabella would tell her anything after she had been so rude to her, but it was worth a try. She hoped that Isabella was desperate enough to be close again that she would tell her anything.

"Him?"

"The him that we're running from." A look of fear passed through Isabella's golden eyes.

"W-what do you want to know," she stammered.

"Who is he? Why is he after us?"

"Let's not discuss this in the hallway," Isabella said quickly, her eyes searching the hallway. Scarlett nodded and followed her sister. Instead of going to their room like Scarlett had expected, Isabella went to the bar. Bucky was sitting behind it, as usual.

"What can I do for you ladies?" he asked, sitting up in his chair.

"I'll have a Coke, please" said Isabella.

"Shirley Temple for me," Scarlett said, following Isabella's lead. Bucky shuffled around behind the counter and a few moments later he produced two glasses filled to to the brim with thier drinks.

"Thanks, Bucky," said Isabella, flashing him one of her dazzling smiles. The sisters went over two a table in the corner. It was almost lunch time, and Isabella hoped people would be coming in to eat. Their voices would drown out her and Scarlett's quiet discussion.

"So?" Scarlett prompted impatiently. Isabella sighed.

"Where to I begin…" she paused, thinking. "Well, I don't know as much as you'd like to hear. I know the basic outline." When Scarlett didn't reply, Isabella went on: "The man's name is Arthur Longtooth. In his pack, their last names are representative of their loup garou selves. Anyways, our grandfather and Arthur are about the same age. During their time, there was a fight between two packs. Longtooth and our grandfather were in the same pack. Longtooth's pack, though, was a horrible pack. They killed humans excessively, putting more and more of their members in danger. Many were killed, and the older members of the pack knew that our kind needed to stay hidden from Homo sapiens. But the young, reckless alpha male wouldn't listen. Our grandfather listened to these wise voices. One night, with the help from those who wanted to rebel, he betrayed his pack. The other pack killed all of those who would not surrender – except for Arthur Longtooth. Not only did our grandfather betray Longtooth, but he won the heart of the female that Longtooth loved. Now, since Grandfather is dead, he is hunting his son: our father."

"Why doesn't Papa just fight him?" Scarlett asked after a pause, "He must be old anyways."

"One of the advantages the Longtooth pack had was that they were rich. Arthur took all the money out of their account. Now, he has an outlaw band of the toughest loup garou you've ever seen. They're ruthless and strong. They still hunt humans." Scarlett was taken aback. She had never pictured this man threatening her family to be so…sinister.

"Um, thanks for um, telling me," Scarlett said awkwardly to her sister. Isabella smiled.

"Not a problem."

"So, this is pretty tough shit you guys are dealing with here." Scarlett turned around fast in her seat. Isabella got up from her chair, almost knocking her drink over. Sitting in a chair behind Vivan, sprawled out with his hands behind his head was Ulf.

Oohhh cliffie...FYI Ulf is still like Gabriel's informant or w/e since Gabriel took Ulf in when Astrid died. Don't get too excited. R&R!! Sorry its so short, I'll make up for it next time.