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She walked right up to the stranger and put her hand on his shoulder. He looked down at her and gave her a piercing look that she felt all the way to her bones before crushing his lips to hers.


1. Stranger

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The Stranger

Leah began stripping, mindless of the other two men in her presence. She couldn’t even begin to count how many times she’d done this before. First, the shorts wiggled down, next the shirt. She waited for the other two to transform before the bra came off. She tied both the shorts and practical sports bra to her leg and folded her shirt before phasing herself. It was really just habit that she waited for Quil and Embry to phase before she got down to her birthday suit. It was with the younger, more curious boys she had to worry about. Quil and Embry on the other hand, didn’t care at all.

Leah, what always takes you so long?” Embry whined as they all three began loping down the familiar path to the border.

Shut up Embry!” Leah snapped.

Geez, why are you such a… bitch today?” Embry replied. Quil sniggered until he caught her look. She sighed. It was going to be a long patrol.

Have you noticed Leah looks a little fatter today? Embry thought before he could stop it. At first she was deeply offended, but then she decided to have some fun.

Do you wanna know why I’m bloated and moodyEmbry? It’s because I’m on my period. You know, the thing girls get once a month that guys don’t have to deal with. Yeah, so why don’t you shut up and not make comments until you have to deal with one!” she thought snidely. It wasn’t true of course. She never patrolled, or phased for that matter, while she was on her period, but Embry didn’t need to know that. They ran the rest of the way in silence, except for the occasional stray thought that leaked from their control.

Once they reached the small meadow she began giving orders.

Embry, you take the south end. Quil, you take the west end. I’ll patrol the northeast. You know what to do.”

They split off, each going their separate ways. She took off at a full sprint, concentrating solely on the way the wind felt against her caramel colored fur. The running, the feeling of flying with your feet on the ground, almost made up for everything else, all the negatives of being a werewolf.

As she neared her section she slowed down and devoted her entire attention to the task at hand. They needed to be especially wary. Lately there had been some increased newborn activity. While the pack had almost certainly gotten all of them, one could never be too careful where leeches were concerned.

She was pacing the borderline when all of a sudden she caught a curious smell. It wasn’t sickly sweet like bloodsuckers, nor was it one of her pack. It was definitely foreign- and musky, but not in an unpleasant way. More of a woodsy smell than she was used to, with traces of something she couldn’t name. Her curiosity piqued. Bringing her nose to the ground, she began tracking where the smell came from. She had gone about half a mile when she heard him.

He was standing in a groove, looking majestic. His head was up and he was obviously sniffing something. He was very muscular and fit, with a coat of midnight black with brown tipped ears and tail. Unfortunately, she noticed none of this. All she saw was an intruder, an unwelcome guest. Her wolf went into overdrive and she pounced without thinking.

He went down with a bark of surprise, but he didn’t stay down. He flipped her and nipped her ear in dominance.

Bad move bud. I’m the Alpha around here!

With that thought, she let the wolf take over. Soon they were both slinging each other to the ground, neither of them gaining an advantage. She backed up and circled him warily, trying to find a weakness, when she realized what she was doing. Had she really stooped so low as to fight with a wolf? She looked at herself and was disgusted. She hadn’t lost self-control like that in ages. She knew better than to give into her primal instincts. She wasn’t Paul for God’s sake! She gave one last growl for good measure before she turned around to walk away.

As she turned her head, the wind blew into her face, giving her a good whiff of the wolf’s odor. She again smelt something a little off about him and suddenly it came to her.

The smell was man! She whipped her head around and stared at the werewolf across from her before she lost her concentration and phased out again.

She sat there stunned, and vaguely realized Quil and Embry were behind her, both in their human forms. The wolf across from her phased out as well.

In the back of her mind she noticed his body was very cut and clean and… hot. There was no other word for it. In the front of her mind she noticed all four of them were naked and shaking with exertion.

“Get some clothes on, then we are going to have a really long talk!” she snapped as she went behind a bush and pulled on her shorts and bra.

She stepped back into the clearing at the same time he did. Embry stood to her left and Quil to her right. They both assessed each other, looking one another up and down, though never quite making eye contact. The stranger broke the silence first, though he was speaking to himself.

“I didn’t know girls could become werewolves,” he said surprised, under his breath. She crossed her arms over her chest.

“Obviously we can. Now that you learned something new that you didn’t know 5 minutes ago, please enlighten us as well. Who the hell are you and why are you here?” she demanded. Quil shot her a look, but she purposefully ignored it.

He tore his eyes away from roving over the three of them and looked directly at her.

“I…” he trailed off, because at that moment his eyes locked onto hers, making contact for the first time. His eyes were the most brilliant shade of green she had ever seen. They were bright with excitement and shone magnificently. Her vision tunneled until all she could see was him. At that moment she knew what she wanted, what the only thing she wanted was. She wanted him. More importantly, she wanted to make him happy, to bring fulfillment to his life, to provide for him, and for him to want her back. That became her ultimate goal in life. She saw rather than heard him gasp. Heat pooled in her lower regions and she knew she needed him. She needed him now. She walked toward him with confident steps, eyes never wavering.

Distantly she heard Embry mutter ‘what the hell,’ before Quil shushed him. She walked right up to the stranger and put her hand on his shoulder. He looked down at her and gave her a piercing look that she felt all the way to her bones before crushing his lips to hers.

Instantly every nerve in her body was on fire. Hot passion gripped her and she clutched onto his shoulders. Their tongues battled fiercely for dominance. She groaned into his mouth, and with a sudden sweeping, smooth move, he picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his torso. Her hands traveled up to his hair while his roamed her, getting to know her curves. She gasped for breath and dragged her lips away from his with great difficulty. She stared into his wide, heat filled, and somewhat bewildered eyes, wondering if she looked half as crazy as he did.

He set her down and she backed away. As soon as they lost contact, half of her went missing. She lost something she didn’t even know she had to begin with. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself and to become composed.

“What the hell was that?”