Savannah's Pov:

Wolves are an interesting thing. They can have many sides. Warrior, friend, protector but all one creature. My grandmother always told me stories about wolves, packs, imprints, Indians, everything. She always said there is a battle between two wolves in every soul. One Good wolf and one bad wolf and they are fighting for dominance. The one that wins is the one you feed. My grandmother told me to feed both wolves and I'll survive the war. I should be terrified of the wolves that have been sleeping in my room but I'm not. They are scary, dangerous, and quite frankly I have seen horses that are smaller but I don't have fear towards them. I just met Diego yesterday, but I can already tell he is the pack baby. Pablo on the other hand is a warrior. He's not the alpha but a very high rank, Beta maybe. He is obviously the strongest. I have seen strong wolves but he has some biceps! Wait! Am I attracted to a wolf? No, though he is super cute, for a wolf. Paul, on the other hand is really hot. Though, he only sees me as a friend, so nothing will ever happen. FOCUS, Savannah! You have a bonfire today and a really cute guy is going to be there. Well, a really cute guy is helping you fix up your four-wheeler and then you'll see him at the bonfire. I get dressed in my comply clothes and let all the dogs outside. I run inside the house for breakfast.

"MOM, YOU HERE?"

"Yeah, in here." I walk into the kitchen.

"Can I go to a bonfire tonight at the beach?" My mother looks at me suspiciously.

"Yes, will there be adults?"

"Yes mom. Paul invited me to go to one of his tribal gatherings."

"Really what tribe?"

"Quilete I think. I'm going to work on my baby in the garage." I grab a smoothie from the fridge and run out to the garage. Guess who's already there?

Shannon's Pov

Savannah ran out of the house with her smoothie.

"Do you think she will turn?" I ask my husband as he wraps his arms around me.

"I don't know. She knows the legends and we are on pack territory. Maybe, it will trigger something."

"What about the bonfire? Do you think she will piece it together?"

"Undoudetly."

Savannah's Pov

"Your late." Paul says crossing his arms.

"Technically, we never agreed on a time we just said today." I say smirking

"True, now lets get started." We started working on the four-wheeler while talking about random stuff. "Wait! You mean you don't like Star Wars!" Paul looks up from the hood, surprised.

"Yeah, my brother was obsessed with the movies and made me watch them ALL THE TIME! It sort of ruined it for me, but now he is obsessed with Fortnight, so he moved on."

"Yeah I guess that would go it. So what color are you painting her?"

"Her? It's a he and I think red camo with a silver skull should do the trick." I say as I climb on top. He gives me weird look. "What?"

"Its just usually when I do paint jobs for girls they don't ask for camo with skulls, more like pink and shinny crap like that. But I guess you aren't that type of girl, right?" He grins.

"Bingo. When it comes to girly crap, I'm not really into it. More like knifes, guns, trees, hanging out in the woods. That's what I like." He looks at me confused.

"You like the woods?"

"Yeah, I found I nice tree and hung my silks from it. Also, the woods are really peaceful, I like it out there."

"I probably should of seen that coming. Anyway, you still coming tonight?" I hand him the paint.

"Yeah, what's the address?" He hands me a piece of paper. We continue painting the four-wheeler. "So, your from the Quilete tribe, right?"

"Yeah, you'll get to meet some of the elders tonight, and a few members."

"Ok, so tell me about it."

"What do you mean?"

"Tell me about your tribe. My grandmother was apart of a tribe in Puerto Rico and told me her tribe legends. Now I want to hear yours."

"Sure, but I don't want to tell you too much. You'll hear the main legend tonight." I nod.

"So, our main legend is that the members of the tribe can shift in wolves. The wolves are supposed to protect humans from vampires and defend the pact also…" I interrupt.

"You have wolf legends too. My grandmother told legends similar to that, but she also told me about imprinting." He looks up when I said imprinting.

"We have that too, you'll hear about it tonight."

"Thanks for helping me with this, I really appreciate it." He grins.

"Yeah, but remember you still own me. One date, nothing fancy but you still have to show."

"And I help pay." He chuckles.

"And done! He looks pretty damn good." We take a few steps back to admire our work.

"Yep, damn good. So what time should I be at the beach tonight?"

"6:00. Damn that's in two hours, I better get home before my mother woops my ass. See ya, tonight." We waves bye.

Damn he is hot, but focus he only likes you as a friend, so lets keep it that way. You have two hours to scrub off the oil off your skin, so make it count. I run inside to take a shower. I step out of the shower, dry my self off and rape my body in robe. I walk out of the bath room and nearly have a heart attack!

"Pablo! DON'T DO THAT! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" I bend down to pet the gigantic wolf that is sitting in front of my bathroom door. He whimpers.

"No. No cute puppy whimpers, that is not going to work. Plus, I need to get dressed and your distracting me, so either help me or scoot." I walk over to my closet and rummage through my shirts.

"Ok, what about jeans, boots, and camo green shirt. I know its not the fanciest outfit, but I don't do fancy." I walk over to the bath room and change.

"How do I look?" I ask the wolf who has made himself comply on my bed. He wags his tail happily. "I'm still wandering why you are even hanging out with me? Don't wolves have better things to do than hang out with boring humans?" He gives a wolfly bark. "Alright buddy, I have to get going. See ya." I scratch his head before grabbing my helmet and walking over to my bike.