AN: Thank you for the comments and likes. I unfortunately am not as educated on Native American Affairs at all, I reread my last two chapters (caught some mistakes I need to fix) and realized that some of my ideas may come across as offensive to Native Americans and their tribes. This is a work of fiction and I apologize if anything comes across as offensive. Please let me know immediately if you feel your culture representation needs to be corrected and I would love to work with you to remedy my work. Updated 4/15/18

Quil V POV

We could all hear her as she ran up the porch steps. Seth couldn't stop talking about her since he first found out she was coming to live with them, but now Leah seemed even sisterly to the girl. Grandpa was already constantly talking about his smart granddaughter and how proud he was of her. They talked on the phone at least once a week for hours. Well, he talked, she added ideas, but not really much about herself.

She was looking down at the floor and watching her footsteps as she ran up the stairs and was back down twice as fast as she slipped and bumped down on her butt the last half of the stairs. A box full of three ring binders spilled out onto the floor and most of the guys couldn't help but laugh at her bright red face. The laughter didn't last long, as I moved quickly to offer her a hand, Seth, Leah, Sam, Jacob and Jared were all packing up her box, assessing what it is she is in such a hurry for, when lunch was called.

Thank the spirits, Sue and Emily have been in the kitchen for an hour and none of us were allowed in, but the smell was driving my wolf crazy with hunger. We all heard Seth try to get her to join us, but she was meeting with our grandpa and she quickly left. You could feel how uncomfortable she was, it was like she was holding her breath. I looked around at the

rest of the pack to see if they felt what I felt, this strong urge to protect her. No, not urge, compulsion.

I felt my brows crease as I thought, most of the other guys had a pensive look on their faces, but Leah, Sam, and Jared just all nodded at each other. "What is it?" I asked towards the three of them.

"That feeling? It's…" Jacob sat at a corner spot at the table, his eyes staring where he last saw Bella.

"An imprint," Leah's voice was full of emotion, but I couldn't figure out what emotion.

"An imprint? But who's? Who imprinted?" Seth went from confused to happy to angry faster than I have ever seen, "Who imprinted on my new sister?" He slammed a fist down on the table and Sam was quick to reprimand him, but Sue cut him off.

"You watch your tone and the way you treat our home or you can go outside to eat. Imprinting is a gift from the spirits. If she is supposed to bring peace to one of your brothers, then you should be celebrating, not accusing." Sue's voice was fierce, and I think most of the pack forgot she was here.

The room was quiet, except for the scrapping of plates and the thank yous thrown to Sue and Emily as we started to eat. The air was heavy as no one came forward to say they imprinted.

"That's the feeling I wanted to talk to you about Sam," Leah looked at her plate as she spoke, breaking the silence with a whip. We all looked to her. "I felt this protective… GAH!" Leah stood up taking her plate to the sink, "I don't know, I just wanted to keep her safe."

Sue looked like she wanted to go to her daughter, but she didn't know what to do. Leah had been worried that Bella would take Charlie away from them. Charlie moved in three months ago, but Leah always was waiting for him to leave and join Bella and her mom in Arizona. In the pack mind it was easy to see why, Charlie always looked so defeated after talking to Bella on the phone. He was hiding this big wolf secret, and they weren't exactly close. Bella stopped visiting when she turned 13. Every year the divide just got bigger, and Charlie blamed himself. Leah was just waiting for him to leave and break all of their hearts. Well that was until they got engaged two and a half weeks ago.

"Did any of you imprint on Bella?" Sam asked in a commanding voice.

Heads around the table shook no as he looked at each one of us, "Dude, that's gonna be my sister," Seth shook his head with a look of disgust on his face.

"She's my distant cousin," I shrugged shaking my head.

Leah sat down with an exasperated sigh as Sue finally got her to relinquish the dishes and rejoin us, "It's not like she really looked anyone in the eyes, it could be any of you." She rested her head in her hands and looked sad.

It took Leah forever to get over Sam, and every now and then she was still bitter about things and lashed out. "You could imprint on her," Sam said. The room froze.

"No." Leah responded, not noticing how still the room went. Even Sue stopped washing dishes. It took her awhile to notice noone was moving. Heck, no one was even breathing. "No," Leah shook her head and her eyebrows pressed together.

"Leah/Lee," Seth and Sam started in.

"No!" Leah stood up so fast she bumped the whole table, "I mean, congratulations to whoever did, but I didn't. I did look her in the eyes."

We all breathed out, "When?" Sam was checking, his hope slightly dashed. Most of the guys looked like their hopes were dashed at the idea of Bella and Leah being imprinted. Boy the images we will get later on patrol.

"When she got here, she kinda started to go into shock." All of our hackels raises, we were worried something hurt her. Damn it feels like when something threatens Emily or Kim. "I handed her some juice to get some sugar in her and looked her in the eyes," She paused and took a deep breath, "That's when I felt the over protective feeling. She wanted to be left alone, and I couldn't give her the space she needed fast enough, but I had to go to my room and listen to her heartbeat to make sure she was okay." Leah looked at the wall as if she was looking through us all. "Spirits, my wolf still wants to look her over from when she slipped down the stairs." She leaned against the wall in the dining room, clearly lost in her own thoughts.

Now that she mentioned it thought, my wolf did want to look her over. Make sure she is okay. I looked around the room and noticed the others looked the way I felt.

Sam sat back and pulled Emily on his lap, looking around at all of us when Emily started, "Well it can't be Sam or Jared, they are already imprinted. Leah already looked into her eyes. What about you Seth?" Emily shifted on Sam's lap to give Seth her full attention, well as full as any imprint can give while sitting with their wolf.

"I looked her in the eyes at the airport." Seth was a mix between happy and defeated. He wanted Bella as a sister, but to have an imprint, and one as hot, I mean smart, as Bella, we can only hope to be that lucky.

"Okay, so not Seth. And Quil, you guys are really distant cousins, it's a possibility. Just look her in the eyes."

I started to protest, but Sam shut me down. He called a meeting at his and Emily's later tonight and we started to file out. Embry and Paul needed to be relieved from patrol and I was going to go home and see if I can look Bella in the eyes. But Sam stopped me before I could get to far.

"You and Leah are on patrol later during the meeting, there is a few things we need to get through first, then you can go home before patrol." I sat through Sam's condensed meeting and as Leah helped him set up the next week's schedule before Sue's phone rang. As Sue called him to the phone, he finally dismissed us. It was getting dark out as I ran home.

The house smelled great as I ran up the steps, I closed my eyes and followed my nose to the amazing smell, "Mom?"

My eyes sprung open as her laughter, "Nope."

"Hi Bella." I looked her in the eyes as I stole a carrot. I felt protective, but the earth didn't move the way Sam and Jared claimed it would. My shoulders fell, but I smiled, she tried to hit me with a spoon, she feels comfortable around me. "Need help?" So Paul or Embry have an imprint?

"Could you take out the trash?"

I snorted and took out the trash quickly, "So why didn't you stay for lunch?"

Her body gace a little jump at my question, "I was busy."

"I was the one that offered you my hand to stand up when you took your dive on the steps." I reminded her. The food smelled delicious. Spirits let there be enough food.

"I'm gravitationally challenged. The floor really loves me," she responded. "I don't really like to be the center of attention. Having everyone buzz around me when I fell..."

"So who are you all cooking for?" I snuck another carrot before she moved the bowl out of my reach.

"I asked for a council meeting. Grandpa is getting them all together now."

"What happened? Are you hurt? What can I do?" I quickly looked her over. Sam came into the kitchen looking her over, having felt my worry. He looked to me and rose a brow. A large man came barreling into the kitchen, eyes searching. He looked directly at me and I shook my head. Not my imprint.

"I'm fine."

Our attention was back on her, "So what is the meeting about?" the Sam asked, his voice full of worry.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Sam Uley," He held out his hand across the counter that is the breakfast bar separating him from us.

AN: Sorry for the overlapping storylines. I get annoyed when things get repetitive and I will try not to do it often.