A/N: Any wolves you recognize from The Twilight Saga belong to Stephanie Meyer.

Basically everything else, including past and present wolf pack members, imprints, wolf families, and additional characters in this story belong to the universe created by the amazing, brilliant, and wonderfully talented yay4shanghai!

This chapter is told from Krista's point of view. The rest of the story will switch back and forth between Levi and Krista depending on whose side tells it better and some of the bigger events will be told from both.

Don't forget to check out the other stories in this universe!

Also, thanks to my fabulous beta yay4shangai for helping me get everything straight all her help sprucing this story up.

Instant Orgasms and Life Changing Events

13 June 2041

Perfect timing, the clouds were just starting to burn off meaning my tanning schedule was a go. I heard the television weatherman say it would be sunny this afternoon when my mom was watching the news before work, but I hadn't bet on it, not in my hometown of Forks. It was a pleasant surprise to be wrong and I was looking forward to enjoying it by soaking up some rays at the beach. I would have hated missing out on one of the few warm and sunny summer days that occurred around here.

I guess I got lucky today, and not just with the sun. Today, like everyday this week was spent helping restock produce or run a cash register at my parent's organic grocery store here in town, but today they only needed help in the morning. That meant I was free to enjoy the rest of the day any way I wanted, well, as long as Beth was with me.

My parents are amazing. They have been married almost thirty years and are more in love now than ever if that is even possible. They met freshman year of college at the University of Washington in an Environmental Studies course and were married in a small ceremony early the next summer, and it wasn't rushed because they were pregnant or anything like that either.

After graduation they moved to Forks and opened Local Naturals, a small, but well stocked organic grocery store that sells local produce at reasonable prices. Business has always been good, but lately the store is doing better than ever. Customers almost always come back so my parents make a point to keep things casual and seem to be on a first name basis with everyone that steps through their doors.

At the start of summer they made a deal with me, they would buy me a new car if I was willing to help out at the store and with Beth for a few months in return. It was a great deal and so far I hadn't regretted it at all. The store had a laid back atmosphere and I was rarely forced to interact with customers, so for the last month or so I spent most of my free time there. It been too rainy to lay out at the beach, plus it was easier than the alternative, watching my little sister Bethany.

Seeing the weather made me rush to the reason for my summer employment, a brand new shiny forest green Honda Civic hybrid. The car was perfect for me, not too big and environmentally friendly. I was still in awe that they bought it for me considering that they know I'm not the best driver and that I like to drive fast, really fast. I was so grateful for the gift that I didn't even mind having to chauffeur Beth around.

When I got to the car I fumbled around in my purse searching for the keys and noticed I forgot to remove the bright green work apron with Local Naturals printed in thick red paint across the front. I tugged it off and looked around hoping that no one I knew saw me wearing it outside before throwing it in the backseat of my car so I wouldn't forget it tomorrow. I climbed in and headed to the other side of Forks where we lived so I could change out of my work clothes and find Beth. Hopefully, she will be in the mood to show off her latest sparkly red bikini at the beach.

Beth shouldn't really need a babysitter, she did just turn thirteen after all, but nobody I had ever met could find herself in a dilemma faster than Beth could. It wasn't that she was one of those angry destructive teenagers that lived to stir up trouble, it was just that danger followed her and she never really put much effort into avoiding it. She was one of those people that grabbed your attention the moment she walked in a room and she knew it too. I swear that girl thrived on it. Charismatic and fearless would be the two words that best described her. Everyone loved her and usually seemed to blindly follow whatever example she set, so to remain the center of attention she has typically surrounded herself with the people most likely to encourage and egg her on. Her biggest fault was that she couldn't say no to a dare, always living for the rush with no thought to the consequences.

Despite her faults, she honestly did care about her friends and the people around her. She wanted everyone to have as much fun as she did in life, but she makes no secret of her life's dream – to get out of Forks as soon as possible and be famous someday, no matter what it takes. Beth was one of the few that could drag me out of my shell, but it was usually only because she managed to drag me into her latest prank or endeavor.

I have an older sister too, Angelica or Angie, but she's not like Beth or me. In high school she was an All-American volleyball and softball player, in the National Honor Society, and class President. Oh, she was also Homecoming Queen and Prom Queen. Even though she never worked for that stuff and it came so naturally to her, you couldn't hate her because she has always had the biggest heart.

I miss having her around; we were always close when I was younger. This summer she is doing an internship at a law firm specializing in children's rights while volunteering at a free health clinic on the weekend before going back to the University of Arizona for her senior year this fall. She's hoping that this summer will help her decide if she is going to apply for law school or med school this fall.

Growing up I wanted to be just like her, but after a while I realized it was easier to hide in her shadow than disappoint people when I couldn't measure up to the impossible standards she set.

I love both of my sisters, my parents too, so much, but I have to admit that I honestly don't really see myself as anything like any of them. The similarities end with our looks. We all had the same blonde hair and green eyes, just like our mom, but that's it. I am a few inches shorter than our mom and Angie, and Beth is the same height as me right now, but she is still growing.

Instead of being smart, athletic, or outgoing, you can pretty much sum me up by saying I'm shy, painfully so. The only other quirks I possess are that I love poker, anything green, and being outdoors in the sun. You could also add that I don't know what I want to do with my life. That's all there is to know about me, well at least in my book, and most people don't even know that much.

The front door of my very modest two story home was wide open when I pulled in the driveway a few minutes later. Beth better be here, I thought on a constant loop as I cautiously approached the opening and almost screamed when I didn't get more than one foot beyond the front door before Sabrina, my best friend for as long as I could remember, hopped on my back causing me to stumble sideways into the door.

"Damn it, Bree! You almost gave me a heart attack. What in the hell were you thinking," I couldn't help shouting at her. She was the only person I felt comfortable enough raising my voice and cussing at, just like I was the only one that Bree could run on, and on, talking to.

Bree was my only close friend and I was hers. Sabrina's parents were never around so her grandmother, who could not be bothered, raised her, but she spent most nights at my place. She was abrasive, honest to a fault, didn't give a damn about public opinion, and loved calling people out on their bullshit. My favorite thing about her though, was that she liked to thoroughly research topics before making any opinions about them herself. She liked to joke, saying it prevented her from becoming another mindless-middle-class-suburban-American-drone, aka a sheep. Another thing about Sabrina, she was beautiful. Though she didn't notice or care, which suited me just fine because I knew nothing about makeup and the frilly parts of being a girl.

"We're going to the beach. End of discussion," she practically yelled in my ear. It was her no nonsense, serious, life or death voice.

"As if I was planning to argue, you know how much I love laying out at the beach," I responded exasperated while unsuccessfully trying to pry her off me. The grip she had tightened instead.

"Well, I had to warn you before I dropped the bomb. Just let me finish ok. Nikki and Kai are coming with us. I know. I'm sorry, but when I got here Beth said that there was no way she would go if it was just the two of us going. Something about too boring when her friends are all over at so-and-so's place instead. Then Kai called and asked for a ride. We don't actually have to hang out with them," Bree hissed in my ear. I finally regained my balance so I could lug Bree into my vintage-inspired family room off of the front entrance.

Growing up we were close to Nikki and Kai. The four of us were an impenetrable unit then, but that was before puberty hit and Nikki and Kai decided they would rather chase boys, waste all of their energy trying to impersonate a Barbie doll, and slander anyone they considered an enemy.

"You're serious?" Was the only reply I could come up with before falling on the teal love seat, successfully detaching Bree's vice-like grip around my neck and rolling off her, wondering if I heard correctly.

"Well yea. It was the easiest way to keep Beth happy. Plus, they offered gas money and besides, you said you wanted to get outside your comfort zone this summer and work on being more social. What better way than to hang out with the Plastic Twins or at least observe a few pointers," Bree chirped, trying to spin this in a positive light.

"You know what, I don't care if they go, it's finally sunny and I don't want to waste it," was all I said. Sometimes it really is just easier to give in.

"Excellent! Now go get dressed. They're in your room, but don't let them force you to wear something that makes you uncomfortable. Call if you need backup, otherwise I'll be rounding up your sister," and with that she was gone in a flurry of bouncing brown, blue, and purple curls while I headed upstairs to get ready.

We arrived at the beach one swimsuit mishap and twenty minutes later. Only three other cars were in the lot so I was able to nab a spot in the front row. The second we parked Beth took off, so much for her wanting Nikki and Kai around. I let her go, not feeling like wasting the sunlight chasing her around or listening to her whine. I knew she was pissed that her friends weren't here, but she knew just as well as I did that she would have no problem making new ones here today.

Or maybe she would. I was pleasantly surprised by how empty the beach was on one of the rare sunny afternoons. There were just a few little kids with their parents and a group of people I recognized from Forks High School. I personally loved having the beach to myself, but I knew I was alone in that.

The four of us walked towards the water looking for an open spot with more sand than rocks and was relatively flat to laid out our towels before we stripped down to our suits. I looked around and found Beth not too far away talking to a couple girls around her age before I sat down happy that she was taken care of for a while.

"I can't believe you didn't wear the suit I brought for you. That little black number would have made you at least appear to have curves. The top was a push-up," Kai remarked after looking me over and making it clear that she thought I was an idiot for passing up the opportunity she provided.

"Sorry, it was too small," I mumbled quickly, laying face down hoping she would drop the subject and I could relax during my afternoon off. Considering how little her and Nikki's matching hot pink string bikinis covered, I knew there was no way I would ever be able to wear those scraps of material she called a suit. They knew it too, which is why I didn't like most girls and rarely hung out with anyone except Sabrina. Girls were deliberately spiteful and deceitful.

Besides, I personally liked my two piece; it showed enough to get a good tan without being slutty. Considering we were at a public beach, near our home, I chose a suit appropriate enough that I could wear it around my father, unlike theirs. And the best part about my bikini was that it was the same shade of green as my eyes with gold accents that complimented my hair.

"Whatever. It's better for us this way anyways. So, should we start a game of beach volleyball or go to the cliffs," Kai asked sounding excited. I looked up to see her scanning the beach. She stopped when she noticed the guys from school and nudged Nikki before pointing them out. Target acquired.

"Beach volleyball, definitely. More bouncing," Nikki decided with a wink, jumping around a bit to warm-up or something.

"I think I'll sit this one out. Sorry guys," I told them before they could drag me along. I was not at all prepared to handle what they had in store for the day.

"Oh come on Krista, you never want to do anything fun. Besides, how do you ever hope to land a guy if none ever see you," Nikki remarked looking down at me with her hands on her hips. She sounded sincere, something I haven't associated with her in years. But hearing her say it so plainly brought all of my insecurities to the surface. I knew what kind of fun Nikki really meant and I knew I couldn't because I wasn't witty or clever and I wasn't willing to get wasted and sleep around either. I never cared that they did, to each his own and all that, but hearing her say it like that made me wonder if things would always be like this for me if I didn't join in.

"Hey, I'm not playing either so back off," Bree jumped in to save me. They didn't dare question her. No one did unless they wanted an earful.

"Figures. You two are totally lame, let's go Nikki," Kai threw back over her shoulder with a toss of her hair since the two of them were already strutting across the beach.

I watched them sashay off swinging their hips and noticed that every guy's head they passed turned to follow their progress. I wished I could be that self-confident, but every time I tried I turned into a gibbering uncoordinated mess that either turned beet red and passed out or clammy and sallow before throwing up. It was debilitating and I hadn't found a way around it yet.

"Don't let them get to you," Bree commanded as soon as they were far enough away. I knew she was watching me, but I couldn't respond.

I didn't look her way, but heard her moving so I assumed she wasn't going to push anymore. The tension slowly melted away as the sun warmed my stiff muscles.

It was almost two hours later when Bree spoke up again, picking up right where we left off.

"You know I hate to agree with Kai, ok with anyone, about anything, but she was right about one thing. You'll never get noticed if keep hiding," she voiced slowly. I took in what she was saying. It sounded so close to what my own thoughts had been that I sat up to look at her before responding.

"You think I should act like them," I asked incredulously. I couldn't believe Sabrina of all people would give me this advice. She has always been completely honest and thoroughly against as she puts it, 'letting the stereotypical role defined by our society determine our actions.'

"No, of course not! I don't think you should be anything but who you are. I just want you to let someone other than me, or your family, see you. I know you wouldn't be happy with someone that only liked who you were pretending to be. I do, however, think that you need to make a little effort so they see you at all," Bree said all this in a rush, perhaps fearing I wouldn't let her finish. She should know better by now. I always at least listened to her advice and right now I knew she wanted to say more, she didn't stop at one speech usually.

"I just think you'd be happier if you took steps to make it easier for a guy to approach you and you didn't always freeze up or run away when a guy showed interest in you. Guys are delicate and it discourages them you know," Bree finished with a snicker she couldn't quite hold back, effectively ruining her straight face. I couldn't help laughing too.

"I just want a guy that sees me, ya know?" I told her. I wasn't good at expressing myself so I was counting on years of friendship for her to get everything left unsaid from that.

"Things don't really work that way. You have to make some effort. It's no different than poker. There has to be an initial bet if you want in and you have to call if you want to stay in the game. I've never understood how you could risk it all in a hand of poker, but you weren't even willing to play when it comes to dating. Kris, I know you. One of these days you are going to meet the perfect guy for you and you're going to wimp out," Bree stated firmly. I could tell she put a lot of thought into this and was trying to be nice while still being helpful. It still stung and didn't make it any easier for me.

"I don't know how. I've tried, you know I've tried," I whispered defeated. Maybe I just wasn't cut out for this.

"I know. I just hate that…" Bree trailed off completely distracted. She wasn't even looking at me anymore. I waited a minute for her to get over this little trip and start in again. She didn't.

"Hello? Earth to Sabrina? Are you still there, Bree," I asked trying to snap her out of whatever trance she went into. Worry was starting to take over and it wasn't because I feared something wrong with her. No, this was worry about what the look in her eye and if I were honest, the drool on her chin, meant for me.

"Oh god, you have to look at that guy over there. He is the most gorgeous, flawless, god-like man I have ever seen in my life. He must be a model or an actor or maybe he really is a god," she whispered urgently nodding towards a spot a little behind me and towards the right when she unfroze.

"I'm serious. When have you ever known me to exaggerate like this? I mean fuck, all three guys are positively sublime, but that one…just looking at him is like an instant orgasm," she added pointing and waving her hand as if she were fanning herself off because just looking at him had given her heat stroke or a hot flash.

With a roll of my eyes over her ridiculous behavior, I turned and found myself facing perfection. Bree really hadn't exaggerated, and maybe she was serious about that orgasm after all. The guy was magnificent.

"No, not him, the one farther to the right sitting a little apart from the others. I think I'll need a cold shower after this," I heard Sabrina panting when she realized I hadn't gotten past the first guy.

I had to force myself to look away so I could see the other guys. Understanding dawned when I saw the guy Bree had lost it over, but as far as I was concerned he had nothing on the first one. This man looked down-trodden, and a little old, only in the eyes, his dark eyes were sad.

Not even five seconds past while I looked over and appreciated the other guys before returning to the first one. I never wanted to look away again, never wanted to see anything else for as long as I lived. I felt like a magnet with an invisible force pulling me towards him, but I couldn't move a muscle. I heard Sabrina chuckle and whisper to go talk to him, sounding almost giddy over my reaction to the sight before me, but I ignored her.

Time stopped while I took in every detail I could possible absorb about him. He was stretched out, his posture relaxed. He was tall and lean with streamline muscles I was able to watch ripple beneath his dark coppery skin. His skin looked like velvet. I wanted to touch it, see if it was as smooth as it looked. His chest and abs were amazing. They looked too perfect to be real, it wasn't possible. The dark blue of his shorts created a wonderful contrast against his skin. I'd swear he was a marble statue if he wasn't that reddish-brown color. He looked powerful and there was a stillness about him that reminded me of some kind of animal preparing to attack, maybe a panther. He had a small smile, but it didn't show his teeth. I wanted to be the one making him smile. I wanted to make sure he was never not smiling. I couldn't see his eyes and I desperately wanted to.

There was a boy crouched next to him and together they were building an elaborate sandcastle already almost two feet high. I watched them interact and I followed his hands as they expertly molded the sand into a circular tower at the edge of the castle. He had long graceful fingers that would occasionally move so fast they seemed to blur. At first I thought that they weren't talking, but after staring for at least five minutes, or perhaps fifteen, I realized that the two were signing to each other.

Did that mean he was deaf or was the kid that was with him? I hoped it was not him because how could I ever talk to him if he was? I'd seen sign language, who hasn't in this day and age, but I didn't know any. I almost laughed or maybe cried at the direction my thoughts had taken. As if any of them mattered. It's not like I would ever have the courage to approach him anyways and there is no way he would be interested in a timid mouse like me.

Unexpectedly, he looked up bringing his eyes directly in line with mine. It startled me to suddenly be looking so openly into his eyes after wishing for it only a few minutes ago. From here they looked coal black, like obsidian, and deep, endless even. At first he seemed just as shocked as I was, but a second later the look changed and it seemed to become more mesmerized. But I knew that couldn't be right. Why in the world would he be captivated by the sight of me?

I thought I heard him make a whimpering sound just before his rapt attention was broken and he looked towards his friends. They said or I guess signed something rapidly before he turned back towards me. We stared at one another for another minute before I abruptly crashed back into reality when he smoothly rose to his feet and took off running. And just like that it was over, but I still couldn't help noting how fluidly and sinuously his body moved as he ran.

It was incomprehensible, I just couldn't believe it. I was reeling from the mere sight of him, incapable of moving and he ran away. He ran and didn't stop, slow down, or look back before disappearing into the woods at the edge of the beach, the woods along the opposite side of the parking lot where my car was. Those kinds of thoughts have to stop immediately, I told myself. There was no way I was going to follow him. But was it my fault? Had I made him uncomfortable staring like that? And where was he going anyways? Does that mean he lives nearby? Will he be here again? Should I look for him tomorrow?

The whole episode lasted twenty, twenty-five minutes at most, but I could already tell that it had changed my life. I'm not sure how or what it means, but I knew it was true. I could feel it, like gravity.

Dazed, I subconsciously noted Sabrina moving closer and snapping her fingers in my face. When that got her no response she began shaking my shoulders and calling my name. She stopped when I finally dragged my eyes from the spot I last saw him and looked at her, certain shock was written all over my face as I turned completely to face her. It was the first time I really moved since first seeing him.

"Did you see that? Did that really happen," I had to ask. I had to make sure it wasn't a dream or all in my imagination, brought on by too much sun and heat.

"Umm…yea? Wow. That happened, but I have no idea what it was all about," she confirmed. After a pause, during which I'm positive I remained frozen, she asked, "Are you alright?"

"I don't really know. Are his friends still looking over here," I whispered, wanting to know, but not willing to check for myself.

"Yes."

"Ugh. Let's go. This is killing me, I can't stay here any longer," I desperately begged her. I could feel the heat getting worse in my cheeks and it was getting harder to breath; I would pass out if I didn't get out of here soon. I hated when I got splotchy, but at least I didn't throw up this time. That would have made this ten times worse for me and I was already at the point where I was willing to do whatever I had to if it meant the ground would open up and swallow me, just to make this end. The next best thing would be to run away. I guess he had the right idea after all.

"Hey, don't worry about it. Just grab your sister and I'll locate the Drama Queen Twins then meet you at the car. We can be gone in a couple minutes. Deep breaths ok," she assured, already finished packing up our stuff then handing me mine and Beth's dresses before getting up to look for the Wonder Twins.

Jumping up too, I slipped the dress over my head and made my way towards the giggling trio of girls splashing in the surf. Everything was a blur, but I saw Beth, in the center doing handstands. It looked like she was trying to see how long she could hold it without getting knocked down by a wave. Even upside down her blonde hair and golden skin was a stark contrast to the dark hair and light brown skin of the two girls she was with.

"Beth, hey come on. It's time to go," I called when I got close enough. I think my voice was steady, but I was far from positive. It still startled all three girls causing Beth to fall and the other two to look around. Somehow I managed to grasp that they looked confused, so I followed their line of sight back to the two guys and young boy still sitting where the man of my dreams just ran from. Man of my dreams?! Oh my, I really needed to get a hold of myself and fast. I jerked back around immediately and uselessly questioned myself again, would this day ever end?

"Where did Levi go," I heard the older girl question. Levi. So that was his name, it had to be. I liked it. Just hearing his name brought me serenity and restored order to the chaos of my mind long enough to throw Beth her orange sundress.

"I don't want to leave now, Kris. I just met Chloe and Ava and we're having fun," Beth said with a furious look, but pulled the dress on anyways. I wasn't sure if she was pissed that I made her fall or because I wanted her to leave and honestly at this point I could care less. The brief bout of calm I experienced when I learned his name was gone and a few more minutes of standing here will mean that I won't be able to leave without help. And I just wanted out of here, but apparently my sister couldn't tell or more likely didn't care.

"Actually, we should go too. I promised Maddie I would make sure Solace ate a good dinner before I called her later and I bet he is getting hungry by now," the older girl said again. I was barely holding it together at this point and almost completely oblivious to what was happening around me.

"I'll see you tomorrow then. Make sure you bring the information about your mom's dance class," Beth called before grabbing my arm and skipping towards our car. Telling me all about her new friends and how I just had to talk mom and dad into letting her take dance with them.

I scarcely heard a word Beth said; not processing anything beyond the connection between hearing her voice and walking towards the parking lot meaning I was leaving at last. When I finally glimpsed the car, I had never been so grateful that Sabrina was my best friend as I was when I saw her already waiting with two other very disgruntled girls. As we piled in, I shot one last fleeting glance towards the tree line where Levi disappeared and could have sworn I saw a flash of russet fur, but it was gone by the time I blinked and attempted to look closer.

Levi was all I thought about the entire drive home. I was sure that was his name and I couldn't get his face out of my mind nor was I sure that I wanted to. Had I ever seen another guy that gorgeous? Definitely not in person my mind quickly reassured me. Well I had one question answered. Before I knew it I was parked in our driveway. When had I dropped the others off? Did they say anything to me while we were in the car? Did Sabrina tell the others about what happened? No, she would never do that to me. I'm sure she covered my zombie impression too. I'll have to ask when I see her tomorrow and I should probably thank her too while I'm at it.

The second I shut and locked my car door I was off. Nothing penetrated my senses as I ran inside and upstairs, locked myself in my bedroom at the end of the hall, threw myself face down on my full sized bed and screamed into my pillow. It didn't really help relieve any frustration, but I was past caring so I screamed again thankful that the sound was muffled so that no one would come in to bother me.

Afterwards, I stayed there with my head burrowed in my gold pillowcase and replayed everything that happened, but all that did was bring up a never ending list of questions. Why? Why me? Why, couldn't I approach him? Why did he run away? What was he thinking? Will I ever see him again? Is he thinking about me too? Did I offend him staring at him like I was? Does he think I'm a freak? Levi. Who is he? What does he like? How old is he? Why haven't I ever seen him before? Is he as perfect as he seems? Does he have a girlfriend? How could he not? Who were those people with him?

I had never felt so overwhelmed before in my life. Floodgates had been opened in my mind and the questions pouring in just would not stop. There were ten more questions waiting to rush in each time I was able to isolate one. My mind was a chaotic disaster, spinning and jumping all over the place to the extent that I actually felt dizzy. At one point it registered that I was fairly certain some of my questions were repeating themselves, but I was past the state where I could recognize which ones if any did. I couldn't concentrate on any one thing. It was exhausting.

I'm not sure how long I lay there, before I realized it had finally stopped. No more thoughts. I welcomed the numbness that accompanied my new empty state and took another moment to collect myself.

At that point I sighed and rolled over. Even that much movement made me lightheaded. This was ridiculous. I felt weak and pathetic. My phone rang, but I knew it was Sabrina so I clicked ignore and turned my emerald green flip phone off in case she tried to call back. There was no way I could deal with her questions on top of my own right now.

I crawled into my bed, not bothering to change out of my suit and cover dress, and pulled the ivory and gold embroidered quilt over my head pretending it could block out my thoughts and help me fall asleep. I wanted a nap before dinner to help put things into perspective or to find out if this whole day had been a dream.

Hopefully, I thought wistfully just before sleep claimed me, I can get some answers before I drove myself crazy.