Paul

He groaned as he rolled out of bed. It was almost noon, and his dad was definitely already at work. The shapeshifter was exhausted, despite how late it already was. Having patrol until early in the morning hadn't sat well for the teenager.

And he definitely wasn't looking forward to cliff diving.

Though the promise of good food was probably the reason that he was actually bothering to move. He hadn't really bothered with much, just kicking off his shorts and pulling on a pair of board shorts. Somewhere in the back of his mind Paul was hoping that Jacob wouldn't be bringing his leech-lover again. The thought alone made him bristle in a mix of anger and disgust.

He felt that maybe Sam would forbid it though, given that his own sister had returned to La Push yesterday. He had seen the girl in Sam's thoughts from memories years prior, and also briefly in Quil's thoughts on his way home. He was surprised at how different she looked, but had somehow managed to, so far, only question whether she was actually related to Sam once.

When he arrived, he saw Embry jumping from the cliff, the blonde girl, who he immediately recognised as Sam's sister, seeming to nervously lean over the edge of the cliff as she watched him.

"So are you going to jump or are you scared?" he taunted her, without thinking about it. It was only the glare of his alpha that made him shrink back slightly, making him think that he had to try to be nice to her.

What he wasn't expecting was the grey eyes that narrowed as soon as they looked at him. The challenging look immediately fell off his face as his eyes widened.

Suddenly nothing mattered except that girl.

Emily

The moment that Paul didn't have a snarky comeback to Felicity's comment, Emily was curious. Turning around to see the wide eyed, jaw-slacked teenager… she immediately knew why. Her own eyes widened as she realised the implications, turning to Sam. Sam also looked like he was in shock that this would happen, though he was still quite calm. Imprinting wasn't a choice, he knew that all too well.

Some of the other shape shifters had gone over, clapping Paul on the back and congratulating the teenager.

Emily knew some of them were mocking him; he'd always shown a disgust for the concept of imprinting. It was ironic that now he had imprinted. It was something the other boys would probably mock him about for a while.

Emily's eyes turned back to Felicity as the girl shoved her clothes in the bag in front of her. Seeing the teenager in a bikini, it suddenly began a whole lot clearer to Emily why the girl hadn't stared upon first seeing her scar. A large scar, like her own, stretched the whole way down the teenagers back. It wasn't the only scar on the girls torso, but it was definitely the worst.

Felicity hadn't said anything else though, instead picking up her pace and launching herself over the side.

"What happened to her?" Emily asked quietly, looking towards Sam, who seemed just as shocked when he had seen his sisters scars. He shook his head in fashion that indicated that he didn't have a clue.

The woman's attention almost immediately returned to Paul. She was wondering what was going through his head now.

"That was so awesome!" Felicity had manage to bring the attention back to herself when she ran up to the group again a few minutes later, with Embry at her side. It took him all of 10 seconds to notice the glare that Paul had sent him, and less than half that time for him to realise what had happened. He subtly moved away from the imprintee as she stopped nearby the others. "Could you throw me my towel, Em?"

Throwing the towel at the demigod, the woman looked at her curiously, seeing the girl smile. The second she was semi dry the teenager sat herself down on her own towel. Emily watched as Paul instinctively shifted a bit closer to her, ultimately ending up taking a seat nearby. Despite being drawn to her, Emily noticed his brown eyes dart to Sam's figure anxiously. It was only when his Alpha gave a small nod that the wolf fully relaxed near his imprint.

Seeing the smile on his face made brought a smile to the woman's face as well. A smile was something rarely seen on the 16 year old werewolf's face.

After a few moments her fiancee finally asked the sister what was on their mind since the moment that girls scar had revealed.

"What happened?" his eyes were still on some of the other faded scars, and the major one down her back. The blonde's eyes shifted to her brother, a sad smile on her face.

"A dog," she answered softly. While Emily sensed that it was the truth, she also knew that the girl she was talking to was withholding information. "A massive dog… I was lucky," the blonde added on vaguely, the smile wavering for a second before she shrugged, managing a proper smile.

Emily glanced at her fiancee for a moment, hoping he'd pick up not to ask her anymore. Emily would talk to her later if she could. Though it looked, and sounded like, she'd been attacked by something similar to the wolves that were here.

Sam gave the rest of the wolves a look, with his eyes trying to convey the order not to ask her about what had happened. That would come.

On the bright side, they wouldn't have to keep the pack a secret from the girl anymore, Emily thought to herself. After all, now she had an official place as part of the pack.

Felicity

While the demigod was glad that she hadn't been asked too many questions regarding the scar on her back, she was also put on edge by the fact that they weren't asking. However the teenager felt herself calm down a bit as conversations kept going around her, with some of the other boys jumping off the cliffs more often. She considered doing it again, but for now she was going to allow herself to just sit down and relax.

Despite the fact that one of the boys had moved over near her, he hadn't initiated a conversation yet, he was probably searching for what to say. So the blonde turned to face the boy. Like the others he was over 6 feet tall. He had many of the typical features of the others, and he seemed quite handsome. She wondered how old he was.

It was difficult to tell with all of them. Seth was the prime example of that.

"So you're Paul?" she finally asked, breaking the silence between them. She felt a bit awkward ending the silence, but a large smile crossed his face as he looked at her.

"Yeah, Paul Lahote," he introduced himself. "And you're Felicity Uley," he continued, smiling at her as she laughed, nodding.

"Not really hard to guess is it?"

"The blonde hair makes it easy," he teased. It reminded her of before, when he had mocked her about being afraid. Only now he was being nicer. She was curious as to why he was now, but it was probably the fact that she had jumped, that was the conclusion the daughter of Athena reached. In jumping, she had proven herself; in a similar way that in combat she had proved herself to her siblings and the other halfbloods.

"Only here," she retorted with a of her family back at camp she kept going, not really thinking of what she was saying. "Most of my other siblings are blondes."

"You have a big family?" he asked, following up. Felicity didn't notice the way that he was trying to absorb all the information she was giving about herself.

"That's one way to put it…" she answered, once again somewhat vague as she spoke. There was silence again for a few moments.

"So why'd you come back to La Push?" he asked her. Her eyes left his, and she stared out at the cliffs for a moment.

Felicity's thoughts were racing as she wondered how she should answer the question. It was a number of factors that drove her back, though she could hardly admit that she was investigating the presence of monsters in the area. Her eyes flashed back to camp, to the memories, so many good and bad, that were trapped there. And then to her family, to the siblings and friends that had died. To the time that had passed here that she had missed entirely.

"One of my brothers made me aware of my family here… and I was also made aware of how short life can be, so I wanted to mend my relationships with family…" she answered, when Felicity turned back to Paul he noticed for the first time the sad expression on her face. How vulnerable that she seemed in that moment. His heart clenched, a desire to make her happy coursing through him.

He was going to protect her. It wasn't something he had decided in that moment, but it was that moment that the werewolf felt she might need someone to protect her. Someone to be there for her no matter what.

And he would be that person.

The demigod was completely unaware of the thoughts going through the head of the boy that stood next to her. But she was aware that she felt comfortable around him; around all of her brothers friends.

Despite her original hesitance, she felt that she could make this her home. That this would be just as much of a home as camp had been for her.

The blonde didn't even realise how much time passed, spending the rest of the afternoon talking to the boy she'd met that day.

A/N:

So this is a bit of a filler chapter, I do however have plans for the coming chapters that will include her finding out about the wolves, a possible meeting with Bella, hiding her secret and reaction to the imprint. So that'll all happen eventually. Once these thoughts get out of my head and onto the page.

I'm sorry if this chapter was a bit choppy between the changing points of view, but I hope that you guys enjoyed it, and seeing the different character's views anyway!

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