Happy Super Bowl Sunday! The response to the last chapter was great and lovely. Here we go, Jacob's in the pack now. For those of you who were wondering, it was Paul who said the last line of the last chapter. Enjoy!

I opened my mouth to answer the voice, and a bark came out. I realized the voices were in my head. I could hear them react to the newest voice in their minds. I heard them throw out a few odd names, making guesses with people they knew. At the same time, I saw what they saw. All of them were running in a forest with ancient, towering trees. It reminded me of home. They saw my home too. One of them was very impressed with our digs.

What is going on? How did this happen? Mom is going to freak out. A million thoughts of my own raced in my head.

You'll be okay. You're not alone.

Who's that? I thought.

Stay calm, a controlled, authoritative voice thought, where are you?

In the forest near my house, I thought, what the hell just happened?

You're a werewolf. It's okay. We are too. Where do you live? We're coming to meet you.

My house is deep in the woods closest to highway. We're not far from Cayuga Heights, I answered obediently. I hoped my directions were sufficient; the voices seemed to know the area.

Where's that? they all thought. I guess I was wrong. Great, now I'm stuck like this alone.

Ithaca, I thought, New York.

This is going to be a problem.

I can't believe he can hear us.

Why is a Quileute in New York?

Quileute? I asked hopefully, Like in Washington? I used to live in Forks- well just outside of it.

Okay, so you were born on the rez?

No, I was born in Forks, I think. I'm adopted.

So you don't know who your parents are?

No, there was no way of knowing.

We're going to have to figure it out. This ability is a genetics thing so you have to be descended from other werewolves.

What's your name, kid?

Jacob, I thought. I left it at that. If these were the same wolves in La Push, they were not going to like my last name. It wasn't hard to keep some things to myself. I'd gotten enough practice with Edward. The others introduced themselves as Sam, Paul, and Jared.

Jacob, is there any way you think you can calm down? Then you can phase back, Sam asked. He was clearly the leader.

What am I supposed to do? Just pretend this never happened? That sounded pretty good to me.

No, wolves were born to protect the tribe. You should come to La Push. Then we can help you and teach you how to stay calm so you don't hurt anyone.

So I should run away?

It's safer for your family. They cannot know. Imagine if you phased in front of them and lost control.

It was a question I didn't see coming. The picture of me, the giant wolf, standing next to my young, pale parents, flashed into my head. In my imagination, Mom looked at me in disdain and disgust like she did when she told me the story of the treaty.

The wolves reacted with the same amount of disgust she had for them.

Why is your mom pale, teenage, and far too hot to be someone's mother?

Do you live with vampires?

I couldn't deny it; they would know. All of them were blank with shock.

This is...complicated.

That explains the awful smell.

Please help me, I asked.

We will, Sam promised, you need to come here immediately though. Where are the vampires?

Hunting. All the wolves were upset by that.

They're vegetarians, I thought, they're hunting deer or something.

Whoa, wait, are you with the Cullens? Paul asked.

Yes, I said. Arguing was futile, my name is Jacob Cullen.

That makes it even more complicated, Jared said, what do we do, Sam?

They may see one of their own joining us as a sign of aggression, Paul said.

I'll make sure they don't find out, I said, I'll leave before they come back.

That's probably for the best. Despite your upbringing, you are going to feel an instinct to attack them, one you won't be able to control. How are you going to get here though?

I'm sure my house has the means for traveling, I said. I was thinking of the thousands of dollars kept around the house, I'll have to move quick though. I don't want to attack them.

Sam gave me directions to his house from Forks.

How old are you? Jared asked.

I turned sixteen a couple of weeks ago, I thought.

So young? I guess you couldn't avoid it though.

Is there any way to stop the phasing? I asked.

We're going to protect La Push as long as it needs us. I know you didn't grow up here, but by birth, you're a member of our tribe.

How can I become human again though? For now?

When you learn control, it will be easier. Take a few deep breaths and be calm.

Clear your head, Jared added.

Hard to do that when you keep talking, Paul said.

Be quiet, Sam said. There was an authoritative edge in his tone. Both shut up.

I tried to forget what had just happened. I found a happy place in Forks. Then Bella popped up. What was she doing there?

I just went with it. I remembered her smile. The air silently shimmered around me. The voices faded out.

Good job, Jacob.

Was that Bella Swan?

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