My third installment of the 'I' series, even though they're not in any particular order.
Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight.
Before I had even looked I felt the pull; the pull to the person that would change my life forever. Did I really want things to change? I had Leah, wasn't that enough?
Oh, god.
What had I done? What would happen to Leah now? The christening of Emily and Sam's first child would have been hard enough for Leah, seeing as she can't have kids and all, without me imprinting. And the fact that seeing as she, my imprint, was here, Leah probably knew her.
Shit.
I had to find Leah. Don't turn around, Embry. Just find Leah. Find Leah and things will be all right. Find Leah and work things out from there.
I knew this would happen. How had I let it get to this? We, Leah and I, had both known that I probably would imprint somewhere in the back of our minds. Other people had told us and we hadn't listened. Why hadn't I listened? Then maybe Leah wouldn't have to go through the pain. Again.
Fuck. She was right behind me.
Leah stood there at the sidelines, holding a drink and talking to her younger brother, Seth, and his fiancé, Emma. How the hell would I tell her this?
"Can I borrow Leah for a sec?"
Seth nodded and started to murmur something in Emma's ear. Usually this would have made me come up with some witty, and possibly vulgar, remark about their sex lives, but not today. Not now.
I took Leah's hand and took her to the dance floor. I found the beat of the music and with my hands on her hips and hers wrapped around my neck, we swayed.
"What's this about? I thought you hated dancing".
She had me there. I had always hated dancing with a passion, but now seemed like the time to do some dancing with Leah; especially if we never get to again.
"I love you Leah," I whisper lowly in her ear, almost mimicking Seth's earlier actions, "You know that right?"
I heard a soft gasp at my confession. We had never been a love-y dove-y pair like imprint couples were, but we hadn't wanted to be. Leah had her heart broken by the imprint bond, and I had hated that I was the only imprintless wolf left from the original pack. We had a mutual agreement not to speak about emotions and love, and here I was breaking it.
"I know now", she said back softly, "And I think I do t-"
I cut her off quickly by kissing her with passion, a goodbye kiss. That's all it was. I was quickly breaking all of our unspoken rules of the relationship. PDA was a massive no-no.
"I'm sorry"
My hand slipped from her waist to catch her hands before leaving them too. I wasn't sure of what I was saying sorry for; the kiss or the imprint. It didn't matter to me.
I scanned the room, tons of happy laughing faces. Emily and Sam were cooing to their baby whilst relatives and friends took thousand of photos. Seth and Emma were dancing. Seth hadn't imprinted on Emma. I should probably tell him to get out of that relationship whilst he could, but it looked as if I'd be too late. They looked in love.
More people laughing, people dancing around me, Leah's confused face. All the colors where running into each other, like a dizzy color smudge. I knew where she was. The pull hadn't stopped, if anything it had grown stronger. It was coming from behind me, the cord that attached me to her was straining.
And so, with a final sigh, I slowly turned around. And then? I looked.
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