2 – The First

March

He gritted his teeth in irritation. He stretched his neck, trying to shake it off. He growled when one of the townies ran by, screaming.

"Sam?" He glanced down at his girlfriend. "Are you all right?"

He just nodded. A conversation a few feet away caught his attention. Jake was talking to a pretty brunette hokwat and a few of her friends. He snorted when they mentioned the Cullens. "The Cullens don't come here," he interjected.

The pretty girl's doe-brown eyes landed on him. He stood up to his full height and puffed out his chest. She smiled at him before turning her attention back to Jake.

Throughout the day, he covertly observed her. He wanted to talk to her, but Jake wouldn't leave her side. She even had several hokwat boys circling her.

His eyes were half-closed as he watched her and Jake walk down the beach. The images that ran through his head belonged to a porn site. Leah clung to his arm, as if she sensed where his thoughts were had gone.

After a while, he stood and stretched. "Gotta take a leak." He kissed the top of Leah's head before taking off to the outhouses. As he waited, she walked up.

She glanced at him through her lashes, giving him a little an uncertain smile.

"Sam Uley," he said, extending his hand. She took it.

"Bella Swan."

"Ah. Charlie's daughter. Welcome home, little sister."

She looked from her hand to his. "I think you're off by several shades. I think I was the whitest person in Arizona."

"That may be, but you've got Quileute blood in you. Old Quil would know for sure."

Her head tilted in puzzlement. "How can you tell? I mean, without going to Old Quil."

"Your cheekbones." He ran a finger down one of hers, then his own. "The shape is very similar. I bet if you braid your hair in the traditional way, your bone structure would give it away."

She stared at him. "That's interesting. I'll have to ask Charlie." A breeze from the ocean blew strands of her hair in his direction.

His nose wrinkled. "You need to switch perfume or shampoo. That one's too sweet."

Her forehead crunched in confusion. "I'll keep that in mind."

Three Weeks Later

"What the hell are you doing about finding my son, Charlie Swan?!"

"Allison," Billy admonished.

"I'm out here every other day, Alli, scouring the woods. I have every park ranger in the area doing the same. On top of that, I have reports of several murders out near Beaver and Lake Pleasant." He grabbed her arms. "I'm doing everything I can. We'll find Sam."

From the trees, he watched the girls set up their campsite. He inhaled deeply, letting out a soft growl. Honeysuckle and lilies. He salivated at the sweet scents. He pawed the ground restlessly. Night could not fall quickly enough.

At full dark, he slunk out of the shadows. They gasped when he appeared at the firelight's edge. He stood there with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Sam? Oh, my God, Sam!" Leah ran towards her boyfriend. He easily caught her. "Where the hell have you been? We've been going crazy."

He tore his gaze from the other girl to look at the one in his arms. "Spirit quest. I couldn't tell anyone where I was going."

"You had to do it naked?" the other girl queried.

His lips twitched. "Had to be all natural." He set Leah down.

She scanned him. She barely hit the top of his shoulder. His arms were as big as tree limbs. He was as wide as two of her, and then some. He rivaled the biggest linebacker. And the heat from his body nearly scorched her. "You grew." Her gaze fell to his crotch. "All over."

He smirked. "Better to please you with, my dear," his voice rumbled.

The other girl joined them. "Are you going to introduce us?"

"Sam, this is my cousin, Emily. Emily, this is my Sam."

Their eyes met. It was as if something clicked inside him. He felt whole, yet still hollow.

Emily grabbed his hand. "Why don't you join us?"

He allowed her to lead him into camp and to a blanket. He lowered himself down, watching her. He glanced at Leah when she touched his arm.

"I've missed you," she said softly.

"We need to talk, Lee." He cut his eyes to her cousin. "When we don't have ears around."

She frowned. "Sam?"

His eyes flashed yellow. "When we're alone, Leah," he growled. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before grabbing her neck. "Things have changed," he breathed into her ear. "Defy me and die. Do what I say and you'll see your parents again. Do you understand?"

She stared at him in fright. "Yes."

"Not a word against me," he reminded. She nodded. He kissed her lips. "Good girl. I'm gonna fuck Emily. Go into the tent. DO NOT come out until I say, no matter what you hear." She nodded again, tears filling her eyes. He shook her slightly. "No tears. You are descended from warriors."

Leah stood, hesitating for a moment. Sam nodded to the tent. She crossed to the shelter.

"Where you going, Leah?" Emily asked.

"I'm tired. I feel a headache coming on."

"Okay." Emily watched in confusion as her cousin entered the tent. Her gaze fell on the man a few feet away. He was leaning against a log, his hands behind his head and his legs stretched in front of him. His dick stood proudly from his lap.

She couldn't stop staring. It was long, reaching his navel, and looked to be as thick as her wrist. Unconsciously, she licked her lips. She was captivated as she watched his hand wrap around his member and begin to stroke it.

"Come here, Emily."

She started at his voice. "What about Leah?" she asked as she closed the distance between them.

"We have an understanding." She absently nodded as she lowered herself next to him. "Touch me."

She tentatively reached out, but snatched her hand back when she brushed him. Her fingertips felt like they were burnt. He grabbed her wrist. She gasped. His fingers were scorching her skin. He forced her hand around him.

"I said touch me," he growled. He moved her hand along his erection. His inner self was scratching and nipping at him. It wanted more. "You want me, Emily," he cooed. "I can smell it. Strip for me."

"Sam," she protested.

"Either take your own clothes off or I'll rip them off. Your choice."

She stood on shaking legs and took her clothes off. She stood there, trembling, as she waited for his next move. This was not the gentle Sam Leah had told her about.

He maneuvered her to stand above him. He stuck his nose at the apex of her thighs and inhaled. "Hmm. Lilies." His tongue snaked out to swipe at her clit. With a gasp, she clutched his head.

A lick or two, a suck and a nip and she screamed her completion to the stars. When she regained her sight, she was on her hands and knees with him behind her. She screamed again when he entered her with one stroke.

Leah lay in the tent with her hands over her ears, but they couldn't block out the sounds. She could hear them rutting just a few yards away. His grunts and groans, her whimpers and yells. She could feel her heart harden as the hours passed.

Dawn was breaking when the zipper opened. Sam crawled through the opening.

"Where's Emily?" she spat.

His eyes flashed yellow briefly. "Sleeping. We need to talk."

"If you think that we're still together after you fucked my cousin all night, you're sadly mistaken."

"SHUT UP." He was in her face instantly. "Listen. They're true. All of them."

"What? The legends?" At his nod, she asked, "Of the spirit warriors?" Again he nodded. "That's a bunch of bullshit, Sam."

"I'm not bullshitting. I've been a wolf for the past two weeks. You know I'd been changing in attitude and stature the month before. But something's wrong, Lee. All the stories that were told," he paused, "I don't think that's all of it."

"Something's missing? Like what?"

"When I met Emily's eyes earlier, something clicked. I had to have her, fuck her. But that's not all. I need to feel her beneath my jaws. I have to devour her."

She gulped. "You're gonna kill her?"

"I'm craving her blood on my muzzle. I stopped the phase several times already, but I can't anymore."

"Are you gonna kill me, too?" she whispered, shocked.

He shook his head. "There's something about you that the wolf likes." He nosed along her neck, inhaling her scent. "It's there, inside you." He nipped at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. "I can smell it." His head jerked to side. "She'll wake up soon. Don't be here for it." His eyes met hers. "Start running. It'll be over soon."

"Sam."

"Tell them you went for a walk this morning and found her like that when you returned."

"Like what?"

"You don't wanna know. Put your shoes on and go."

Sam waited until he couldn't hear Leah anymore before phasing into the wolf. He glanced down at the woman before him. He was hungry. He watched as she opened her eyes, and he growled.

Emily screamed as a large black wolf descended upon her.