A/N: You know what to do! (Oh, and btw, despite what your email notices say, this is chapter 6, the computer just counts author's notes as chapters.) Oh, and just so you know, incase you were wondering, River, Millie, and Amber are not human, but I will not reveal what they are until later! So just hang tight.

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CHAPTER 6

Rpov

I woke up early, due to a nightmare; it wasn't often that I got them. I looked at the clock; hardly even dawn, but I remembered the wolf and jumped up to go check on him.

I tip-toed quietly, so as not to wake him. When I got downstairs, I panicked at what I saw; bare blankets and an open window. Not a good sign, the wolf was gone.

I dressed in a hurry, quietly, since Millie and Amber were not morning people; that and the apparent fact that their tempers would be unleashed at the mention of our escapee. I would not want them finding out. It was bad enough bringing this into a neighborhood, but accidentally unleashing him? Not my plan, and not good. As I rushed out the door, heading towards his scent, I paused to think over how a wolf could open a window? Stumped, I thought maybe someone had opened it from the outside, but that couldn't be it, no one would let loose a giant wolf, or whatever had been sitting in my living room.

His scent was crossed with human scent, uh-oh, I hope he hadn't gotten to anyone! Then, it showed up again in the woods and went straight to someone's house! That can't be right, maybe the scent just got crossed with another dog, but my nose is almost always right.

Hesitantly, considering the idea of spreading the frightening news with my new neighbors; not something that would make a good first impression, I reached up and knocked. The door swung open and a tall Indian boy, more of a man, wore a small smile, as if sharing an inside joke.

"Hello, can I help you?" he spoke with a sense of authority, what was he so high and mighty about?

"Hi, I'm River Fairson, my sisters and I just moved in. Sorry to bother you so early, but I was wondering if I could talk to you about…an issue." He hesitated, and then let me in.

"Not at all, we were up anyway. Welcome."

"Thank you." He led the way into a room with a couch. I heard several voices in the other room before I saw at least six boys, all huge, crowded at a table eating breakfast. I had a lot to learn about La Push, the woman making the food didn't even look old enough to have any kids. What was this? An orphanage?

A couple of them looked up; and then nudged a few others. I sat on a couch, barely out of sight of the curious teens, most of them looked my age.

"So, you said there was an issue?" He looked serious now, though his eyes still seemed joking on the inside.

"Yes. In the past few days, I acquired a…pet, and now he has runaway, the problem is, he was…big" He nodded for me to continue.

"He isn't exactly, domestic."

"Oh? What is…you said He?"

"Yes, he." At that moment I heard a fit of laughter from the other room and a few playful punches. What was so funny? Much less, what were they feeding those kids? Pancakes topped with growth hormones and crack?

"Well, he's…a wolf." I stuck with that story, not wanting to alarm the people with the size of him.

"I just thought I should warn someone incase he's spotted." I was to coward to admit that he could be dangerous, and I that I was responsible for his escape.

"How did he escape?" He asked.

I sighed. "There was an open window, other than that, I'm not sure."

He laughed again, sharing some joke I was unaware of.

"You think a wolf opened a window?" His tone was trying to hide mockery, I'm sure just out of politeness to new neighbors; otherwise, I'm sure he would've questioned my sanity.

"No", I stood up hurriedly, not liking his insulting tone. "I just wanted to warn you incase there might be a sighting."

"Thank you, we will keep an eye out for a loose wolf." He was enjoying this, oh well, it wouldn't last.

"Alright then, goodbye." I stood up and stalked out the door, hearing a few howls from the guys at the table and then a scolding from the girl. Ugh, they were making fun of me too, or was there another reason for the wolf-whistling? Whatever, they weren't getting anything they saw; I was out of here.

I walked through the woods quickly, knowing I would be facing the wrath of my sisters at home. I walked through the door, still blowing off steam, to face my sisters, arms crossed.

"Ummm….well, they said they would keep an eye out, I warned them, but they seemed to take it as a joke." My tone got defensive at the end.

"River! You know how dangerous that thing could be!" Millie had the worst temper, but would forgive you after a while.

"I know! I'm sorry! But he was fine enough to leave, and he didn't hurt anyone yet."

"Yet." Amber stated, and then sighed.

"You just better hope no one gets hurt."

"Go get some sleep guys, I'll take care of this." Knowing that there was nothing the Indian boys would do to help.

"Alright." Amber and Millie trudged upstairs willingly but angrily back to bed. Hopefully, another hour's sleep would have them in a slightly better mood, even if there wasn't much time to sleep. By now, the sun was starting to peek up over the horizon.