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So, that's how I ended up in La Push. We didn't waist any time getting my stuff together and moving me in with Jake and Billy. Charlie even came too. Granted, he slept in his own house but he was there everyday to see me. That was almost a month ago, now. My mother and the rest of the Cullen's made their grand entrance back into Forks and they moved back into their home there. I had been avoiding them like the plague. When they called, I didn't answer. When Charlie showed up with a message, I sent no word back. There were even days when they would stand at the treaty line and demand to speak with me, but the pack dealt with that. All in all, I had cut all ties with that part of my family. Okay, as usual, Emmett was the exception.

I knew that I would have to speak with them eventually, but I was enjoying getting to know my real father and my paternal grandfather. Developing a relationship with them was natural. There was nothing forced about it. I had been here so long that I felt like I had always been there. They didn't push me to talk about the Cullen's or my mother, but they asked me about school and my life in New York. We were never short on topics. They were both really funny and kind, easy going. I loved it in La Push. I felt like a little kid again. Jacob wouldn't let me pay for anything. It didn't matter if it was the gas for my car, which was still Emmett's BMW, or food. Anything I needed, and some of what I wanted, was mine.

It was funny to me how we both fell into the role of father and daughter. He always got on too me for my smart mouth and the cussing. It I was embarrassing him he would give me his, what I now call, stern father glare. I would stop immediately. We got along well. We did have our moments. Anytime Bella was brought up, we argued. He would leave for the woods, and I would stomp into my room and slam the door. We couldn't stay angry at each other for long, though. It was insane. I had met all of the pack, who's kids were all around my age. Jacob Uley was the closest to my age. He was almost twenty-one. I loved his parents, Sam and Emily. They were awesome. Jake Uley and I had become fast friends, which shouldn't surprise me because of the relationship our father's have with one another. That's where I was currently, with my phone vibrating in my pocket for the hundredth time today.

"God, I wish they would leave me alone!"

Jake laughed, "Just have your dad tell them to leave you alone. It seems to me that he would scare them into it. He's huge."

"Oh, yeah. Because you and the rest of the packs kids are so tiny." I rolled my eyes.

"Hey! We're pack now too."

"Yeah, Jake. I know."

"Do you think you'll ever change? I mean, you are technically the next Alpha."

"I don't know. Dad was wondering the same thing. Can you actually see me as the Alpha of the pack? Sarah Black, Alpha bitch extraordinaire!"

"Sarah, language." There goes my father with his look again.

"Sorry, dad." Jake was crying he was laughing so hard. I punched his arm, "Oh, shut up."

Aunt Emily, which I affectionately called her, chose that moment to announce that the food was done. Lucky for me, I was sitting on the front steps and made it to the front of the line to get my plate. If you didn't beat the pack, you went hungry. I grabbed all I would want and took a seat at the table, taking a drink from the glass of tea that Emily say in front of me. As usual, the food was amazing. Lacey and Chris, Quil Ateara's kids, were telling off on my dad. They liked to do that. It was all pre-pack days when he was still a clumsy sixteen year old boy who messed with cars. He still messed with cars.

I laughed, finished my food, and took the plate to the sink to wash it. Emily wasn't a big fan of the pack cleaning up after themselves. I think she missed taking care of them, but every time we ate here I washed my own stuff. She appreciated it deep down. I leaned against the counter and smiled at the pack. My dad always seemed to be the center of attention. He was like a magnet or the sun, everyone just gravitated towards and around him. It was days like these that my resentment towards my mother reared it's head the most. It was the days when I could see exactly what she pulled me away from. My phone vibrated again and I sighed, causing my father's eyes to watch my reaction.

I took the phone out of my pocket, grit my teeth, and made my way out of the door. I was sick and tired of them calling me. I would talk to them when I was good and damn ready. Not in their world. In their world I would talk when they wanted me too or they would annoy me until I finally answered them. They were so like teenagers. It was pathetic. My mother's name flashed up at me and angry tears filled my vision. Fine, if she wanted to play it this way then we will.

"If I haven't spoken to you in more than a month, isn't it pretty obvious that I don't want to talk to you?" I snapped as I answered the phone.

"Sarah, you're acting like a child. We are trying to do what's best for you. Jacob Black is dangerous, and so are his friends." It was Edward.

"Oh, so, living in a house full of vampires isn't dangerous but being around my father and his pack is?"

"Don't talk to me like that, young lady. I don't know who told you about all of that, but don't you think you should hear our side of the story?"

"You and my mother had twenty-three damn years to tell me your side of the story. You chose to lie to me instead."

"You are coming home with your mother and I, Sarah. We will find a way to get you."

"I am a legal adult, Edward. No law enforcement agency is going to come here and do anything about this. I want nothing to do with you or your wife. So do me a favor and leave me the hell alone."

"You're breaking your mother's heart, Sarah. Please, come home?"

"My mother has no heart, you made sure of that after you married her."

I hung up. The familiar anger boiled up inside of me, causing my body to quack. Dad was right. It wouldn't be long before I phased, it would probably be today. The tremors that shook my body picked up force and the same white hot pain zipped up my spine, knocking me to my hands and knees in the dirt. I couldn't stop it this time. My emotions were too strong. All the lies that they had told me whirled through my mind and a growl ripped itself from my throat. Tears blurred my vision as I clenched my hands into fists, trying to push the anger down. There was no way that that was going to happen. Twenty-three years of anger pumped furiously through my veins and I could feel my body heating quickly. The pain was becoming more frequent, more intense, and I felt a pair of hands grab me and push me towards the woods.

My father and Jake Uley had a hold of me, both of them yelling at me. I couldn't understand what it was they were saying. I could feel the muscles and bones reforming in my body, I could hear them popping and adjusting. My stomach lurched and I growled again. Suddenly, it stopped, after one last shock of pain. I lay on the ground, panting. My whole body ached. No more getting angry for Sarah.

'Sarah? Honey, are you alright? Can you hear me?'

'Yeah, dad. You're talking out loud, ya know. Speaking of that, can you be a little quieter. You're giving me a headache.'

'Open your eyes, Alpha Bitch Extraordinaire.'

'Jake?'

My eyes opened and widened in the same moment. Two giant wolves stood before me, one with russet fur and the other silver and black. I stared at them in amazement. They were beautiful, slightly frightening, but beautiful. I heard Jake snort in amusement and say a thank you. Wait! My eyes widened even more as I tried to sit up and I whined. It hurt. Dad told me to lie still, at least until the pain stopped and I did. Great, now I really will want to tear my mother to pieces. I squeezed my eyes together and tried to take a mental inventory of my body. It automatically registered in my head that I was now a mammal of the four legged variety. My dad and Jake standing there in wolf form and talking to me inside my head told me as much. Nothing seemed out of place or actually distorted. Well, other than the fact that I was a human that was now a wolf.

Slowly, I tried sitting up. The pain had basically dissipated. Only slight aches were left vibrating through my new form. This first thing I noticed upon standing was that I was smaller than both my father and Jacob Uley, but I was still huge in my own right. I took a hesitate step towards them, stumbled, then corrected myself. I heard Jake snort and I glared at him.

'Excuse the hell outta me for not being use to running around as a giant dog.'

"Sarah.'

I rolled my eyes and continued my slow walk around the small clearing that we were in, trying to get my body use to working with four legs instead of two. It was strange at first, but felt like this is how it should be. I knew that most Quileute's that had the gene phased for the first time at around sixteen, some even younger. I was a late bloomer, apparently. My grandfather had a theory on this, and I think that its a good one. He theorizes that I didn't phase before now because it was normal for me to be surrounded by vampires. I knew that they smelled weird and it did burn my nose, but I was so use to the smell that it didn't cause the revoltion in me that it did the others. It made perfect sense. Now, however, I hadn't been around any of the Cullen's in more than a month. I had talked to Emmett on the phone, but he had been at their place trying to talk them down. It wasn't working.

I cocked my head to the side and took in my surroundings. All the colors in the forest shouted at me in their brilliance. Everything seemed more clear, brighter, beautiful. I could hear everything, or so it seemed. A little more than a mile from where I stood, I could hear a squirrel scurrying across the branches of a tree. I could smell just how fresh and pure the air around me was. It was amazing. Dad and Jake were having a conversation between themselves. I mentally smiled at them. They were trying to give me time to adjust, to see the wonder of the place that they were use too.

'So? What now?'

'Now, you have to phase back. You seem calm enough.'

I looked at my father like he was an idiot, 'How exactly am I suppose to do that?'

'A lot of concentration. Jake, go and see if Leah has a spare set of clothes floating around somewhere. I don't think Sarah wants to run around naked.'

'Naked?'

'You shredded your clothes, Alpha Bitch. I hope they weren't expensive.'

I groaned in my head.

'Guess they were.'

'Jake, go.'

I watched him leave and then turned to my father. I could feel the pride swelling in his heart. He was over the moon about this. I didn't know if wolves could grin, but I tried. He laughed at me. I guess it looks pretty stupid. A human Jake Uley finally found his way back to where we were and dropped the clothes at my feet. I looked at him with an arched eyebrow when he scratched my ear. He just laughed, winked, then took off again through the trees. When I faced my dad again, he was human too. He had a bungee cord in one had, and Leah's spare set of clothes in the other. He grinned at me, my mother's grin, and knelt at my back leg. He secured the clothes there, disappeared into the trees and then returned as the russet wolf I had grown familiar with.

'Let's go for a run, yeah?'

'I can barely walk and you expect me to run like this?'

'You can do it, Sarah. I know you can. You have alpha blood in you, after all.'

I shook my head at his arrogant tone, but agreed. We started out slow, just a light jog, but after a few moments elation took over. I could hear dad laughing excitedly in my head. He was trailing behind. He was fast, but I was faster. It was absolutely exhilarating. I had never moved this fast before. It reminded me of flying. We had been running for no telling how long, and I wasn't even short of breath. The muscles in my legs flexed powerfully, and I had to be heavy, but only a light trotting sound was heard. No wonder my father had grown to love this. In the past month, he had told me a lot more about his time as a teen and as a wolf. I could understand why he hated it at first, but some things couldn't be helped.

Dad finally pulled up beside me and nudged me gently back the way we came. I didn't want to go back, but I knew I had too. I liked the running. When we reached the clearing, my dad faded into the trees and coached me back into my human form. I put my clothes on and seconds later, my father came out of the trees. The smile that split his face was proud, loving, and content. He threw his large arms around me, picked me up, and spun me around. It reminded me of a father twirling his younger daughter around after her first A in school. When my feet touched the ground again, he dropped an affectionate kiss on my forehead and drug me out of the trees.

The entire pack stood there waiting. I couldn't tell who was more excited, my father or the pack. Leah, who everyone constantly complained about, was the first to reach me and give me a hug. Dad said she hasn't like anyone in years so I should count myself lucky. I was passed from wolf to wolf, each of them taking a turn at giving me a hard time and congratulating me, until finally Embry Call wrapped his giant arms around me. The safe feeling I had the first day I met him engulfed me and I pulled back to give him a smile. My entire world shifted then. The breath I was taking in caught in my throat and my vision narrowed to include only him. I knew what was happening, but I couldn't stop it. I hoped dad wouldn't be too angry.

I drug my eyes away and shot a terrified look at my father. Instantly, he was at my side. I tried to explain but the words wouldn't come and I could tell that I was frightening him. One look into my tear filled eyes and he knew. He smiled gently at me, grinned at Embry, and nodded his consent. I guess if your daughter had to imprint on someone, why not your best friend right? God, we were all so screwed up in the head.