Collin strutted into Emily's kitchen, toward the table, with some sort of fucking swagger that made me want to punch him just watching. He had a grin on his face as he sat down, and I threw a muffin at his head. His grin widened as he caught it right before it hit and he started eating it.

"Hey faggot, where the hell were you last night?" I demanded.

"I was with Brady." He was fighting back a bigger smirk.

"Well, no shit! He was supposed to be patrolling too, and I ran alone!"

"We were doing stuff."

"Care to elaborate?"

He couldn't hold it back anymore. His smile broke through his face. "We were at that strip club in downtown Port Angeles."

I rolled my eyes. "Is that why you're so happy go lucky? It's a strip club. It's not like you did anything that cool. The entire pack has seen chicks naked before. And I don't mean Leah."

"That's not what I'm psyched about." He was shaking his head back and forth, "See… There was this one girl… She was fucking hot as hell… Even Sam would've jizzed. It was crazy. I mean… you have no idea. Imagine Megan Fox, times it by 20, and you're not even close." I couldn't quite name the expression I was wearing. Somewhere between confusion, frustration, and curiosity. "Anyway, Embry, I totally banged her."

"OH! So that's it, huh? You blew off patrol to fuck a random stripper? Nice. I gotta give you props for that."

"Yeah, you woulda been proud. I can't even explain this girl… You need to see her for yourself."

"Maybe I should… I don't have patrol tonight. I say I should go check her out."

"No way in hell you're going without me. And that means Brady will tag along too."

"Really, Brady? You had to bring Seth? Fucking Seth?"

"Hey! I took offense to that!"

"Sorry, Seth, but sometimes I think you have more woman rights than Leah does. You live with her and Sue. It's not your fault, it's just the way things are."

"But I'm still a guy who can appreciate sexy girls wearing close to nothing, sliding down a pole."

We all shrugged. And that's when the show started. They were right about this girl… Damn… Her back was turned toward me, and I could still tell who it was. She was just… the image of perfection.

And then she turned around. And I saw her eyes. My entire world stopped. Everything other than her just went black. She was everything now. She was the only thing, ever. I belonged to her. Everything in me, just screamed to keep her safe, and to make sure she was okay, and got exactly what she wanted all the time.

After the shock, realization hit. "FUCK! Shit, fuck, fuck, fuck!" I almost yelled. I… imprinted on her. WHAT THE HELL?

Collin, the only one who could hear my explosion, turned toward me. "Embry? What the fuck? You okay?"

Jesus! He slept with her! Without thinking about it, I punched him as hard as I could. "Stay the hell away from that girl, do you understand me?"

At this point, Seth was over here too. He glanced between us. And… Collin burst out laughing. I'd never seen anyone in so much amusement. Brady ran over too.

"He… he… HE IMPRINTED ON HER!" Collin gasped out in between laughs. Brady then joined him. Seth just kind of gave me a look of sympathy.

I couldn't help but look back at the girl. Every inch of her… was just amazing. My eyes slid down her perfect curves… Oh God… She was delicious…

But she was up there, half naked, in front of all these other guys, wrapping herself around the damn pole. I grabbed her waist and pulled her down, into the back.

She just gave me this look… Not a bitchy kind of look. But an upset look. Her lower lip, glossed, and silky, and soft to perfection, pouted out. Her big, bright, gray eyes looked up at me. This was when I noticed she wasn't just hot. She was gorgeous. She was pretty. She was beautiful.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked her. I saw tears fill her eyes, and it broke my heart. It was the most painful thing I'd ever seen. She wrapped her small arms around me and cried into my chest.

"I'm so sorry! I don't like what I do here! I want to stop! This is just the only choice I have right now!"

I was so confused at this point… I just rubbed her back until she stopped crying… Her mascara and eyeliner stained my shirt, but I didn't care. I gently wiped away her tears. And she kissed me. Hard, and soft, and gentle, and full of everything.

I won't go into any detail here, but I took her to my house, and we fucked.