A/N
Sorry I know its twilight, but its has the best werewolf scene I can find with what I need. Peter has the body and color of the black wolf, but is standing in Jacob's spot until they start charging then he is in front.

Roman's P.O.V.

Deciding to skip school again I speed along the empty road. Parking my car at the park just as vacant as the road I was driving on. Killing the engine I head into the woods feeling an odd pull into them. Lighting a cigarette I let out a cloud of smoke as I follow this strange pull. The feeling is odd and strong. I can't help, but follow it. The pull is even stronger than my craving for blood.

It leads me to a large clearing. Putting out the cigarette on the heel of my shoe I walk into the middle of the clearing. Looking around I look for what ever drew me here until I am slammed into the ground. I let out a pained groan as I feel pressure being applied to my chest. Opening my eyes I find a man standing over me his shoe digging hard into my chest. Scrunching up my nose in disgust I growl at the man as he smells like dog. He growls back sounding more animal then human.

Grabbing me by the collar of my shirt he slams he against a tree. The tree cracking with the force he is using. His hand going to my throat with a grip of steel that I can't pull away. My vision starts to become blurry as I struggle to breath. As black spots dance across my eyes I am about to lose consciousness when I hear a loud howl. Which makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. My attacker must feel as I do because he lets go of me and backs up. "No no no no no how did they find me here? He said they wouldn't be able to find me here."

Looking around frantically for the growling I hear. I see a massive brown wolf step out of the thick tree branches growling at the man. Pulling its ears back is lowers its massive body ever, so slightly ready to attack. As it does, so four more wolves just as big step out behind it. That's when I feel it again the pull though it feels stronger closer actually. Then my eyes land on the black wolf closest to me. The source of this odd feeling. The man who attacked me turns and runs inhumanly fast. As the brown wolf charges the other three follow.

While the black one takes a few steps forward before stopping. Its snarl vanishes as it meets my graze its gold eyes searching mine. After a few moments that feel like hours its graze snaps back to the man. Pulling its ears back it bares its teeth as it growls. Running after the other wolves it quickly catching up and passing them with ease. The man skids to a stop. As if time has slowed down he flings out his arm hitting the black wolf square in the chest sending it flying across the clearing. I could hear it let out a pained yelp. Which pulls at my heart. That is normal hard and cold to everyone, but my sister Shelley. When it body stops rolling it gets back to its feet.

Shaking it's head it looks at the battle then me and back again until its eyes stay glued to me. To my surprise it doesn't rejoin the battle or whatever they are doing. Instead it walks over to me. Standing my ground I meet its eyes and don't look away. Pulling its ears back it lets out a small whine as it pushes me back with its snout. When don't move it glances back at the other wolves who are not attacking a man, but white wolf. Letting out a growling huff it pushes me again, but harder this time making stumble back. Somehow I can understand that it wants me to run why I don't now. As I turn around to run it gives me one more push much gentler this time.

Running I glance back to see the black wolf rejoining the fight as the other wolves pin down the white one. When I am clear of the woods I head back to my car running a hand through my hair.  Sitting down on the hood I pull out another cigarette I light it. As I smoke I hear a group of howls five to be precious. Letting out a billow of smoke I watch the forest. After what feels like hours I feel that pull again. That's when I see five male figures slip out of the woods.

One running out holding a shirt high above his head. While another who happens to be shirtless runs after him tackling as they fight over the shirt. After they wrestle around a bit the man wins back his shirt. Though my attention is on the group one with shaggy hair who is sliding on his shirt has the majority of my attention. As of able to sense me staring he stops and looks directly at me. I swear he is about to walk up to me until a man slings an arm around his neck. On top of that my phone starts to ring. Pulling it from my pocket I see that it is my, so called mother Olivia. Hitting ignore I get to my feet. Giving the group of men one last glance I get up and get into my car. Staring the engine I back out of the park and speed home.

Peter's P.O.V.

Being shaken awake by my mother I let out a tired growl, but I force my eyes open. Letting out a yawn I run a hand through my long hair. "Where are we?"

"Hemlock Grove."

I frown the name sounding oddly familiar. "Have we been here before?"

"Yes its where your uncle Vince lived."

A sad look fills my eyes at the memory of my dead Uncle. Stepping out of the car a small smile can't help, but spread across my face. When I see his trailer good memories of me and him fill my head. I am forced out of my thoughts when my mom shoves two boxs into my chest. Grabbing them I let out a sigh and head down the stairs to the trailer. That's when I feel a slight tug not a physical, but a spiritual or mental one. While my mom heads into the trailer with a box of her own I put my boxes on a small plastic table worn out by the weather. Looking towards the direction of the pull I see a mansion sitting on top of the hill. "Hello neighbor."

Giving the mansion on more look I pick up the boxes again and head into the trailer. Placing the box back down on another table I notice a three headed budist elephant. "Peter could you close the door."

Walking away from the elephant I close the door while my mom sits on the sofa opening one of the drawers of the lamp stand. "Oh man Vince was sad when he was sober."

I swing around from the hallway I was walking down and look at her. "Vince was sober?"

"Yeah when it counted."

As I walk over to her I notice a smile appear on her face as she pulls out a silver box. "I'm gonna go head out find Danior, Vano, Lash, and Duke. See if they've found anything."

"Alright just don't challenge Danior's authority you maybe head of the guard, but you are not alpha. Oh and hang the herbs before you leave."

"Alright and I know mom."

Grabbing the herbs I walk out the door I can't help, but growl in frustration. My blood boils at the fact that I am not alpha when it is in my blood. Shaking it out of my head I hang the dried out herbs next to the door. Sniffing the air I catch Danior's scent and the other's scent as the wind blows in my direction. Following I find then relaxing in a small clearing that is covered in called trees. Noticing my presence they all get up from the trees they were laying on. Danior walks over to my and pats my shoulder. "Good your here now who's ready to do some hunting."

Stripping off our clothes we tuck them snuggly under some of the fallen trees. Once we are sure our clothes are secure we change into our wolves. Shaking out my thick black fur I glance at the others. While Danior is slightly bigger than the others I tower over him by a good four or five inches. Though no one really notices at I make sure to keep myself low enough that I look slightly smaller than him. That way I am not taken as a threat which I hate having to bow to someone when every fiber in my body tells me to take charge. Danior glances at me before speaking through our mental link. "Come on lets go Peter do you have its scent?"

"Yeah its weak, but I've got it."

Keeping my nose to the ground I follow the scent. Though as I do I feel the pulling sensation again. I try to ignore it, but as the scent of the mad wolf we are hunting grows stronger, so does this pulling sensation. As we get closer and closer to the source of the scent the pull only gets stronger which worries me. As we get closer I let out a howl which we do to put fear in our target. Danior stopts us as we are within feet out our target. "Stay here till I give you the signal."

We all bow our heads in compliance and wait for his signal. We don't wait long til we hear his voice I'm our heads and he sounds angry. "He has a human with him."

For some reason this makes my blood boil. Even though we protect humans and I'm angry every time someone breaks on of our sacred laws this was different. I wanted to tear apart the wolf with the human knowing it was probably trying to kill him or her. Following Lash, Vano, and Duke through the think trees and into a massive clearing. There I see the most attractive human I have ever seen. Taking a few steps forward and stop growling.

My eyes study him taking note of his tall and very attractive body. From what I can tell he is fairly well built. His skin is pale as if it doesn't see much sun light. While his hair is a dirty blonde brownish color. His hair is disheveled making it look like he just got out of bed which my wolf loves. Then my eyes meet his green hazel eyes and right away I knew he is my mate. "PETER!"

Danior grabs my attention and I realize that they are charging the mad wolf. Giving my mate on last glance I notice bruises starting to form on his neck making my anger flare. Ferious that this wolf harmed my mate I charge at him quickly catching up and out running the others. The wolf skids to a stop and slings out his arm hitting my square in the chest. With the about of force he uses he manages to send me flying across the clearing probably cracking a few ribs. Hitting the ground hard I let out a yelp in pain.

Forcing myself back to my feet I shake my head in attempt to get rid of the black dots in my vision. That's when to my surprise I see my mate still standing there. Walking over to him slowly I am surprised when he doesn't cower away or at least freak out. Instead he stands tall and looks me dead in the eyes.

Pulling my ears back I do something I've never down before I let out a begging whine. As I do I give him a small push hoping he gets the idea. Though he doesn't he doesn't budge and continues to stand firm. Glancing back at the fight I see that the man has turned into his white wolf form. Letting out a huffed growl I push him harder this time with my snout causing him to stumble back. He seems to understand, but looks at my confused as if not understanding why. When he turns to run I give him another push that is much gentler than last time.

When I see that he has lets the clearing to turn back to the battle and charge back in helping pin down the wolf. While Danior tears out his throat. Once we dispose of his body we all let out a howl and head back to where we left our clothes. Grabbing our clothes from out under the trees we change back and start getting dressed.

Once I got my pants and shoes on Lash decides to steal my shirt. I try to grab it back, but it only makes him run off with it. Growling I run after him following him put of the forest where I end up tackling him into the grass. As we wrestle for my shirt I feel it again the pull towards my mate. When I finally win my shirt back from Lash I slide it on. Looking around I spot him my mate sitting on the hood of a red car smoking a cigarette.

My attention is forced back to the group when Vano slings his arm around my neck. "We should celerbrate you know go shopping get some new clothes or something. I know Peter here has been dying to get his hands on A new leather jacket."

I can't help, but smile at the fact that he is right. Glancing back at where my mate is I see him looking at him phone. Getting off the hood of his car I watch him as he gets in his car and speeds off.

When I get hoem I adjust the new leather jacket on me before walking in the door. Coming inside I smell dinner while my mom says. "Perfect timing."

Holding out my arms I show of my new jacket doing a 360, so she can see all of it. "What you think?"

"Hey momma's little thief."

Opening the jacket I show her the sensor and tap it as I say. "Where's the um... thing?"

"Oh yeah."

Getting up she heads to the drawer and pulls out a cutter. Taking of the sensor I notice that all the lights on and that the trailer is now nice and clean. "You didn't need my help at all cleaning this place."

"Yeah well it looks real nice."

Sitting down on the sofa I join her and smile as I pull a pearl necklace from my jacket. Smiling she takes it feeling the beads between her fingers. "You know what they say about pearls before swine?"

"Uh no."

"Oh well I'll tell you later. I cooked pork chops, but its okay."

Bringing the necklace to her mouth she says a small prayer. While she pours me a class of red wine in a mug and her one in a glass cup she says. "Ok. To our new home."

After her toast we raise our glasses pressing them together as I say a saying in Romanian. Kissing my hand gesture it up to the sky honoring the dead before I take a sip. Then me and my mom enjoy our dinner before the ceremony later tonight.