A/N: I had a bad case of writer's block, but I felt compelled to write at the same time. I'm not 100% happy with this chapter... I might go back and rewrite it later Anyways... please review. They make me happy and grin like an idiot. Almost like Quil ;)

The grey wolf's head turned in my direction, but a second later he was snapping at the other wolf's, Jacob's, throat. Like a dream, the echo of my scream hung in the air and the world swirled around me. It was like a weird fantasy book come to life. A few years ago I might have squealed with delight if I'd known these kind of things existed, but now all I wanted was to erase it from my memory. There was no way my best friend could turn into a wolf. There was absolutely no way! It was too weird, even for me.

"This is just a dream. This is just a dream. This is jus-." I felt rather then saw Embry walk over to me. Jared and Bella were standing awkwardly in the background. Embry looked at me sadly and offered his hand. "Let us get you over to Emily's, patch you up and we'll explain everything... now that the wolf is out of the bag and everything." He smiled a small smile at his weak joke. "And I think Emily is baking blueberry muffins. You know you love blueberries." My hand reacted on its own, placing itself in his waiting one. Inside me I was having a battle of sorts. One half of my mind screamed to me to get away from him whilst I still could. He was dangerous! Besides, what would happen to Quil? Would I leave him too? The other half told me I'd finally get the answers I'd wanted for so long, and that Embry wouldn't hurt me. After all, he was my friend. Best friend. And I wouldn't ever leave Quil; I'd find a way to reunite the old gang. I tensed when I used the word old. As if it had happened many lifetimes ago. Embry stopped and gave me a curious look. I only shook my head and continued. I wasn't in the mood for spilling my guts.

I'd always felt at home in Emily and Sam's house. It was like a second home to me. Now I felt like an imposing stranger. Despite Emily's warm smiles, hugs and muffins I still felt awkward. I looked over at Bella who was standing by the sink and nibbling half-heartedly at a muffin. She looked as awkward as I felt, with one arm wrapped securely around her waist. Embry, Seth and Jared were stuffing themselves at the table in the middle of the kitchen, big smiles all around. Emily had to constantly remind them that soon the rest would be coming back and they would be very hungry. A minute later Jake and Paul came in through the door. They were smiling, teasing and ruffling each other's hair. Jake jabbed Paul in the stomach. I thought my heart stopped for a split second when I saw Paul smile. The smile lit up his entire face and was absolutely, undeniably, wonderfully beautiful. His gaze met mine and I could swear that everything else ceased to matter. Sam came in behind them, and Paul turned his back to me so he could greet him, and I felt sad that I could no longer see his smile. Sam smiled at everyone before his searching eyes found Emily. He walked over to her, his eyes full of nothing but pure love. He showered her scarred face with small kisses before he kissed her lips. From the corner of my eye I saw Embry pretend to throw up and I struggled to keep a serious face. Embry always knew how to lighten the mood even if already was good. Jared cleared his throat and everyone's attention focused on me and Bella. He was the opposite of Embry, I thought. He knew how to kill the mood. I felt Paul's gaze on me even more than the other's. I just knew it was his even though I couldn't see him. "Sooo... Sam you want the honours?" Jared asked. Sam nodded

I stared, stunned into silence, at the six massive bodies in front of me; werewolves... Apparently they were old Quileute legends come to life... again. And apparently there were vampires in this world too, but unlike Hollywood stereotype they could walk in the sun, could be seen in mirrors etc. My thoughts wandered over to the mysterious Cullens who the council, for no apparent reason - at the time - , didn't like. I dismissed my thoughts, but they were voiced a second later by Jared. "And if you're wondering who the filthy bloodsuckers are, I bet you've already guessed them." I saw Bella flinch but didn't comment. I'd already figured she was the "suffer in silence" type. Rumour was that she'd been dating the youngest son, and the whole family had just left town. Maybe that was why she was upset? Jared continued unfazed. "It's those Cullens. And Bella here," this time she flinched more noticeably. "Has inside secrets..." Jared trailed off after receiving a pretty nasty glare from Jacob.

The rest of the evening was spent at Emily's. Even though I hadn't completely forgiven Embry and Jacob yet for just running off, I tried to learn – and believe – everything they told me. Werewolves were supposedly super fast and super strong, they had to be to hunt vampires who were their only enemy, and they had heightened senses. Mumbling profanities under my breath would no longer be an option. Their hearing was just way too good, darn it. They could also change into wolf form anytime they wanted; it was the changing back that took practice... – animalistic anger was an issue – except for Jacob. According to Jared and Embry, Jake was a natural. He had the "wolf-gene" on both sides of the family tree unlike the others who only had it on one, which made everything much easier for him. A lot of the things they told and showed me freaked me out. But by judging the ways they were showing off, turning into wolves at random intervals to scare me, and eating copious amounts of food; it seemed completely natural to them. I was still having a hard time wrapping my head around Seth being a wolf though. As a human he was so... not wolf.

Another thing that didn't make sense was Sara. She was hanging around Seth all the time, almost like and invisible force drove her to him and him to her. Jared had a girlfriend, Kim, who acted the same. Like the world revolved around him and nothing else. Jared and Seth, both macho – looking – men/boys were both in lovey-dovey mode when the girl of their dreams was nearby. I came to the conclusion, by myself, that the loved up stuff was a wolf thing too. Not even my parents, who were pretty in love themselves, couldn't compare to the intensity the two week old couple had. And they'd been married for 32 years. I mean, I'm just saying...

Since Embry had scuttled off to kick vampire butt, and Jake had spent more time with Bella, Quil and I had been almost inseparable. I texted him now and again to keep me updated on the dirt bike he was building from scratch; I felt bad for not being with Quil today and having to lie. I wasn't allowed to tell anyone about this. If Quil was to find out it would have to be the hard way – turning into a wolf himself – or by accident.

I sat on the big couch in Emily and Sam's small living room. Embry and Jake were sitting next to me, one on each side. They were behaving like bodyguards, and it annoyed me. I didn't even know why. Maybe they were just happy with seeing me again? Jake kept switching channels every ten seconds, trying to find something decent to watch. My thoughts quickly wandered off; back to Seth and Sara, Jared and Kim, and Sam and Emily. I turned to Jake and asked him about it. He looked at me with a mixture of amusement, annoyance and protectiveness, and ate a handful of crisps. My mind screamed in a very Sra like way "What the hell, stupid jerk." I bet it was Jake's new motto.

I finally got fed up with Embry and Jake ignoring me every time I took it up. Wasn't it them that had earlier this day crammed my head full with ancient Quileute legends? Instead of acknowledging me, they focused harder on the television; sports, go figure. The only other guy around was Paul, and he was currently sipping on his coffee. Even though Embry had whispered to me that Paul had "seriously serious, big-time crazy, insane anger issues" I still felt a small tug inside me. Almost like my hypothesis; something drawing you closer to somebody. I stopped my train of thought. There was no way, absolutely no way, Paul could even remotely think of thinking me in that way. As a friend, maybe, but anything more was just some stupid fancy on my side. Besides, Embry, Jake and Quil – maybe one day – would rip him to shreds if he did... fancy me. I inched slowly closer to Paul. When he looked up my heart started to race. We stared at each other for a long time before he spoke in his deep, husky voice. "Anything you wanted?" Something glimmered in his eyes that I distinctly recognized, but couldn't put my finger on. I inhaled sharply and asked my question, the words leaping from my tongue. "What's-up-with-Sam-Seth-and-Jared-and-why," I drew a deep breath. "Is nobody telling me the...?" My words fell into silence. I stopped when all colour drained from Paul's face. The urge to hug and comfort him, to run my fingers through his hair flared up.

Paul looked like he was having an internal debate. His eyes would suddenly fill with fear and just as quickly change into the emotion I couldn't place, yet I knew I'd seen before. Finally he turned the conversation onto a more local station.

"Ever heard about soul mates?"