First Imprint Sam's Story.

Chapter 4: The Truth

Chapter 4 - The Truth

Sam's POV

Harry walked over to the office door and pulled it open, shouting, "Dorothy, we're going to borrow Sam for a little while."

"Ok, tell him I'll order the pizzas" I heard my mom reply.

We slowly started walking towards the cliffs that weren't too far from the Tribal office. A lot of kids on the Rez came to this area to cliff dive, but today the area was deserted. We walked over to the bonfire area and I sat down on a log there, leaning my arms on my knees and clasping my hands together.

"What did you want to talk about?" I asked, feeling nervous. What could the Elders possibly have to say to me?

"Sam," Billy started, "We've all noticed a change in you over the past few months. The growth spurt, the changes in your face, the tremors we sometimes see in your hands. Plus, Quil here says you nearly burned his hand off when he shook yours earlier."

I didn't say anything, just sat and waited. But my stomach was starting to twist into knots. Did they possibly know what was going on with me?

"What do you know of the legend of Kaheleha?" Old Quil asked.

I stared at them in confusion. Why were they bringing this up?

"He was supposed to be the first spirit chief of our tribe. He and his warriors attacked their enemies with their spirits instead of their bodies." I recited.

"Good," Quil Sr. said. "And after several generations passed, the great chief Taha Aki came to power and became the first in our tribe to use his spirit to possess a wolf. Before his tribe's eyes, he transformed from wolf to man, and in his new body he had incredible strength and speed and he didn't age. He had many sons who also inherited this gift. Each son looked different in their wolf form as the wolf was a reflection of the man inside."

I sat very still as what they were saying began to sink in. I couldn't believe it though. The stories were just legends. Fairytales to tell the tribe's children at bedtime.

"You also know the story of the Cold Ones?" Billy asked. I slowly nodded my head. "Magic runs strong in the descendents of Taka Aki. After a while his descendents stopped turning into wolves, but they still carried the magic in their blood. Once in a great while, if a Cold One came to the area, a couple of descendents would change into wolves to protect the tribe."

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked, my hands beginning to shake. I knew what they were telling me, but I didn't want to hear it.

"Sam, 70 years ago a large coven came to the area," Old Quil explained. "My father and Billy and Harry's grandfathers were the last to change into werewolves. They were the protectors of the tribe. All of us witnessed their phasing. We know the signs. The feverous feeling skin; the uncontrollable shaking. What happened to you a couple of weeks ago?"

"I...I..." I couldn't continue. My throat felt too tight. Heat was beginning to blaze down my spine; my hands began to shake harder.

"Sam, take a deep breath or you'll phase again. Every time you lose your temper, you could change." Harry spoke for the first time. I did as he instructed and felt slightly calmer.

"The coven that moved to the area 70 years ago was the Cullen family, if you can even call them that." Billy spoke once I calmed down a little bit. "They assured our grandfathers that they wouldn't harm the tribe and agreed to stay off our lands. They also promised to not feed on a human or change a human into one of them. When they moved, our family members stopped phasing and aged and lived out their lives in peace.

When the Cullens moved back to the area a couple of years ago, their leader, the doctor, called me as I was the direct descendent of Ephraim Black and assured me that they still planned to honor the treaty. But their return has obviously triggered the magic that runs in your veins."

"Are you saying that I'm a freak because those stupid bloodsuckers moved back in the area!" I yelled, jumping up off of the log. I started to blur from shaking so hard. I saw all three Elders take a step back, and I bent over to grab my knees and hang my head trying to calm myself.

"You're not a freak Sam," Billy said. "I wish I could have what you have. You're the protector of our tribe. It's a great honor. You can stop anyone from being hurt on this reservation. We'll follow your lead Sam on how you want to handle the leeches.

"How long am I going to be like this?"

"Well, it's something that you'll have in you for the rest of your life," Old Quil answered,

"But once you get more control of your emotions and stop phasing, you'll be able to age and move on with your life."

I turned away from them and walked to the edge of the cliff, staring out at the churning water below. I had really hoped I was going insane, but now I was being told that everything I thought to be a hallucination was actually real. Every time I lost my temper, I was going to turn into some great hairy beast.

"Sam..." Billy implored. I turned and looked at him.

"You're not the only one affected by this. With the size of the Cullen coven, we're expecting more of the boys to change. The coven is bigger than the last time they were in the area. We've been watching some of the boys on the rez. We're pretty sure that Jared and Paul are pretty close to changing. My son and his friend Embry Call are showing signs too. Just the other day, Jake and I went over to visit Charlie and Bella Swan. Jake complained about the terrible perfume Bella was wearing. I didn't smell anything, but I do know that Bella is somehow involved with one of the Cullens. His sense of smell is already changing. When these boys change, they are going to terrified. You'll be able to help them along. You'll be in charge until Jacob is ready."

"In charge?" I asked, not quite understanding what he was talking about.

"Every wolf pack has an Alpha male...a leader," Billy answered. "The boys will need to rely on you. Once Jacob's ready, he'll be the Alpha as he is a direct descendant of Ephraim Black, the tribe's last true chief."

I turned back towards the water and felt my shoulders slump. "How am I going to tell Leah?"

"You can't tell her," Harry answered. "You can't tell anyone unless you find your imprint. Secrecy is a necessity."

"What's an imprint?" I asked dully, not really comprehending what was being said.

"An imprint is the wolves' way of finding their true mate who will help them continue to carry on the line. According to legend it rarely happens though, so as I said, you need to keep this information to yourself until your brothers' change." Harry explained.

I was barely listening anymore. The Elders asked if I had any more questions. I couldn't even think for the moment, so I shook my head. They assured me that they'd be there for me if I had any questions. I nodded to them wearily and headed for home.

"Sam?" My mother called out.

"Yeah, it's me."

"Pizza will be here any minute."

"Okay," I replied before going into my room and closely the door softly behind me. I sat on my bed and put my head in my hands.