There is no copyright infringement intended, I do not own

Twilight or the characters, This is all just for fun.

After all of the good response to my last story, I decided to attempt another one...

This one revolves more around Leah and less around Jake...

Not sure yet if I am going to dabble in some Blackwater or not...

This is rated M for both language and lemons...

Not for those who are easily offended...

Chapter 1

Leah POV

The wedding was so beautiful it made me a little sick. How I got roped into being the Maid of Honor for the woman who stole my boyfriend away, I will never know. Granted, she had no real friends and I was her cousin.

And now here I stood, at the back of a church, smoothing my mint green bridesmaids dress as the music started to play. I was going to have to smile, and walk in a pair of stiletto heals down the aisle of the church, with my entire pack and the man that I should be marrying watching my every step. I normally wouldn't be worried about tripping, but I hadn't been drinking just lemonade all day like the rest of the wedding party. There was no way I could watch my cousin primp for the first day of her eternal life with the man I loved without a little vodka mixed in.

I had spent the weeks prior trying to mentally prepare for the torture that today would be. I don't think I succeeded very well, I had felt sick all morning, and now as the moment was here, I wish I could just turn and run away. Everything up until now had revolved around Emily's vision for a perfect wedding, the right church, the right dress the right everything, no matter the price.

There was only a couple of moments that I found some sort of sick and twisted joy in the planning. The cost of the wedding had apparently gone way over budget, and Sam was worried about it. She wouldn't budge on anything, and they screamed at each other, barely remembering that I was in the other room. I smiled at the memory of Sam caving to her, as she knew he would, and then the look of shock on his face when he realized I had heard it all. It was priceless. I smiled to myself thinking about it.

The music was playing softly in the church, and soon I realized that it was my cue.. The doors whipped open and the entire room turned to look at me. I took a deep breath, forced a smile and slowly walked up the aisle, holding the bouquet of lilies in front of me like a shield. I avoided looking at the front of the room, knowing that Sam was there, waiting for me to be done with my snails paced walk so he could see the woman he loved. I looked over to see Quil and Paul smirking to themselves staring at my painfully exposed legs and cleavage, and I shot them a look, gritting my teeth hard without breaking my fake smile.

Embry was a couple of rows in front of them, and he gazed at me with a look in his eyes that I couldn't pinpoint. He looked almost sad. It was weird. His eyes avoided mine and he turned to face forward, staring down at his hands.

Suddenly the pews had ended and I was at the front of the church, and had no choice but to face forward. There he was- Sam Uley, the man who broke me. He stared at me intently, his eyes suddenly locking with mine. I thought, for a moment that I recognized that " look" he used to give me, right before he whispered my pet name "Lee-Lee". The look only lasted a second, if it even existed in the first place, before he looked past me, at his bride entered the doorway at the back of the church. Jacob stood at Sam's side, looking at me almost curiously. Was I that transparent? The whole thing must have been my deluded brain wishing for something, and I am sure the raspberry flavored vodka I had been sipping since the morning hadn't helped at all.

The rest of the ceremony was short, thank goodness. The room had started to grown warm and I felt sick as they started the "I do" part. Emily even cried a little. I felt the knot in my stomach that I tried to desperately wash away with alcohol tighten back up, and I knew my facade was wearing thin. Suddenly they were kissing and the room was cheering, and it was over.

I felt like I would puke. The exit from the church was far too slow for me, and as soon as I could get outside, I did. I practically sprinted into the woods, collapsing against a tree, the tears spilling out of my eyes. It was over, I had survived it. My body shook with sobs, knowing that it was truly over. He would never change his mind, never come back to me, they had promised forever to each other. My heart felt as if somebody had ripped it out of my chest.

I suddenly heard footsteps walk into the woods. I froze, praying that whoever they belonged to wouldn't find me. I waited in silence, barely breathing. It felt like forever before I heard a sigh, and the footsteps turned to walk away. I waited another moment before wiping my eyes, and brushed away leaves that had attached themselves to my dress. Only a couple more hours and the day would be over.... Now, on to the stupid reception, at least Emily had insisted on an open bar.

Embry POV

That moment when Leah walked down the aisle, I thought my heart would stop. She looked amazing. The pale green of the dress brought out her perfectly tanned skin. Her hair was swept up casually, softly framing her face. She looked as is she was in pain walking down the aisle. I heard Quil make a comment about her cleavage, and Paul laugh a little. It made my stomach turn. They laughed at her when she was at her weakest, and all I wanted to do was grab her hand and run away with her, take her as far away from her pain as possible.

Over the past few months, while Sam was callous with his wedding plans, I watched Leah break slowly. I never had realized that beyond her cold exterior, she was truly amazing. She put on a fake smile and helped her cousin with every step of the wedding, hiding her pain almost expertly. I had found myself daydreaming about Leah Clearwater, thinking about how I could help her get over Sam, and maybe she could learn to love me like I was beginning to love her.

It had been a day about three weeks ago, I was sitting at Sam's kitchen table with her while Emily stressed over the colors of the ribbon that would be tied around little bells for the reception. Leah;s patience was wearing thin, and I could see that. She was about ready to snap when Sam walked in the room. She bit her tongue, looking over at me. I shrugged my shoulders, in some weird form of agreement with her and she smiled at me. She touched my arm softly, before she stood up to say goodbye. My heart started to pound in my chest at the brief contact with her, and I found myself smiling like a fool when she walked out of the room.

"Embry- Outside, NOW!" Sam barked an alpha order at me suddenly, breaking me out of my love-struck stupor. I hung my head and wandered out after Sam. Emily sat at the table, oblivious to us, working on arranging little cards around little fake tables, making sure she could find a way to seat everybody that would please her.

Once we were outside, Sam looked over to me, a look of rage in his eyes. I was confused at first as to why he was so angry at first, but then it suddenly dawned on me. He wanted Leah to want only him. I had heard a rumor that Paul had feigned a passing interest in Leah before he imprinted, and Sam had given him an alpha command, telling him that Leah was off limits.

"What are you doing, Call? I thought I made it clear to everybody that Leah is off-limits." He growled.

"Well... As I see it, you lost all claim to Leah once you imprinted on Emily and left her." I surprised myself at how fierce I sounded. "Why can't you let her go, man? She had the right to be happy!"

He snorted, " And you think that a woman like Leah would ever consider a boy like you? As I see it, once I am married to her, Emily won't be watching me quite so closely and I am pretty sure I can wear down that thin resolve that Leah pretends to have and pretty soon she will be spending her nights with me..." He looked smug as the words exited his mouth. I felt the anger swell in my stomach. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. The whole thing made me sick.

He shook his head, smiling "Let me make this very clear to you, Embry, You are not allowed to touch Leah. She is mine, and will always be mine. Don't make me give you an Alpha command...." His voice was threatening.

"You aren't my alpha anymore, or did you forget that, Sam?" I was getting really angry now. I didn't dare phase, knowing that Sam would be able to beat me in a fight pretty easily. "Leah is allowed to choose for herself, and I think she is smart enough to never be the other woman in your marriage." Suddenly, I heard Emily yelling from the house for Sam.

"You better get back to your FUTURE WIFE, Sam." I growled. He huffed and turned towards the house, but not before he gave a brief warning.

"If I catch you near her, Embry, I will rip you to shreds. Leah Clearwater doesn't belong to anybody but me." He turned and sprinted towards the house.