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Miela p.o.v

How in the Hell did one single werewolve from home follow us here?! If one was around, that must mean the others are close by.... fucking Peter! I expected at least a week before he caught our trail!

" What are you doing here Pete?" I asked, stepping in front of Jacob, hoping he would catch the hint. He just grabbed my waist and pulled me back behind him as Sam, Quil, Paul, and Embry stepped forward as well, although Jake was the only one looking not-too happy.

" Who the Hell are you? This is Quielete territory, you're not from around here."

" I'm just looking for my Imprint. Miela Riverstone. Maybe you've heard of her?" He peered around Jacob to smile at me. Jacob pushed me farther back. Peter took a step closer and growled. " Look, I'm just here for my Imprint, so if you'll let her go, I'll go peacefully." With a flash, he reached behind Jacob and grabbed my arm, pulling me away from my shelter. Sam grabbed my other arm as the others circled around him. Paul looked like he was gonna change any minute.

" Let her go man, she doesn't want to be with you right now. We can settle this peacefully, and it can start with you backing up, or we can get her out of the way and settle this werewolve-style. Your choice." Sam growled. Pete smirked and posed his arms to the side, crooked at the elbow. " 5 against 1? Doesn't seem very fair, now does it?" Pete snatched me back hard enough to get out of Sam's grasp, when I felt him licking my neck. I looked at Jacob, and he was livid: I could see his hair standing up and his nostrils flaring. Jake ran, and in a flash, I was on the ground, the wind getting knocked out of me. Sam, Quil, Paul, and Embry were on top of Pete as well.

I ran for the front door, flung it open, slammed it, and ran for my bedroom window. Pete had pinned Jake down in his wolf form and was ripping at his fur, as Paul was scratching his back, ripping off most of his fur, Sam, Quil, and Embry, were tearing up various other parts of his body. Emily sat on my bed and began to inspect my neck.

" Thank God, no marks." I stared at her. " If a werewolf marks his Imprint, she HAS to be his. If he marked you, we would've had to let you go back with him..." I picked at my nails. The beach wouldn't be much fun after this, now would it?

" Miela, this'll be over soon, if Sam doesn't chase him over the border first. Let's go ahead and get ready for the beach, shall we?" I nodded, unfolding my legs from the position they were in. How can Emily be so calm?

" Honey, I'll do it, just sit." Emily grabbed my porcelin comb and ran it through my hair.

" Just act like nothing happened and it'll blow over. Damn, your hair is so shiny..."

" How do I explain the scars on my back?" I asked. I heard only the swish of the comb going through my hair before she responded.

" Do what I did: Say it was a crazy bear you were running from."

" Will they really believe that?"

" Maybe." It was silent until Emily fixed my hair up in a messy bun, atop my head with that weird Japanese clip thing.

" I think it's stopped. They're probably eating right now, so we still have some time. Hand me my top, will you?" I threw Emily her red bikini top and grimaced. My back would never look normal again. Insert text sad face here.

" Honey, go ahead and get dressed, they'll be done, in a matter of seconds." I frowned as she said that: why should I? Hell, I'll never look attractive in a bathing suit again! But I did it anyway, sighing as I dug through my clothes. Of course I only have the black one that makes my boobs look HUGE. Let's not forget my ass. I slipped it on anyway, being cautious of my scars.

10 minutes later, Reservation beach.

I watched as the sun set on the water, the waves going back farther and farther. I hadn't gone into the water very much: one dip in the water, and my scars were stinging. Plus, I wanted to get a tan, even if it was a faint one. Jacob had tried to get me to take off the shirt I had pulled on top of my upper half, but I accused him off being pervy, and he left it alone. I hated this: I loved swimming, and Peter had to scratch my back up to take it away from me. Suddenly, I saw 3 shadows behind me: and they weren't in the form of my guys. I didn't move. I just opened my mouth to scream, but it was covered my a familiar hand: Pete's.

" You honestly thought they had fought me off?" I whimpered: No, no, no! I move away and he kidnaps me! His best friends, Adam and Zachary, held my arms to my sides.

" Don't worry, I'm not gonna take you back just yet. First, I have to show your little friends the mark I made on you." Pete lifted me up by himself, his hand still covering my mouth and led me over to where Jacob was play-wrestling with Same and Embry.

" Oh Jacob?" He yelled. I mentally face-palmed: was he really doing this? What good would it do? Jacob jumped up, angry-walking over to where Peter had held me in a painful grasp, especially on my mouth.

" Come back for more? Or are you just completly stupid?" Jacob snatched my wrist and tried to pry Pete's hand off of my mouth.

" Oh no, Jacob, I just came back to show you something." Pete whipped me around, exposing me to the scrutiny of everyone's eyes. Best day ever: Old creeper comes back to show everyone the burgundy lines running down my back. I heard nothing, the perfect epitome of shock, and I also heard Peter snicker.

" Suprised? And these were just flimsy slips of my paws. Imagine if it was just one on one, you and me, Jacob. I could screw up your face so badly, no one would want you. I'll give you all 2 weeks to let Miela come back to her real home. If she desn't come back within that time.......well, you'll just have to see what happens, won't you?" Pete smiled, and, releasing me from his hands, ran off with Adam and Zachary at his flanks.

" Miela! What the-...... When did h- Why didn't you tell any of us?!" Embry flipped out, starting to walk over to me from his position on a towel. I snapped: At least my senses did. Which would explain why I booked it, running full-throttle to the forest.