For my GF who has some unknown recent Twilight obsession after seeing Breaking Dawn. Its short but Iloveyou.
Enjoy, my other lovely readers.
(Jacob's POV)
There were quite a few reason why my life sucked.
Granted, I loved being a wolf. The heightened senses and ability to rip a disgusting bloodsucker apart was pretty damn cool in my opinion. But the thing that sucked, the thing that got under my skin, was imprinting. As I ran patrol alone, I thought of the stupid word. Ugh.
Imprinting.
It was a curse. That's how I saw it. To not have a choice in your soul mate for the rest of your life? It sounded miserable. I mean, everyone said it was all fine and dandy after it happened. You felt like you were on cloud nine when you were with them. But while they were a wolf's greatest strength, it was also their greatest weakness. I did not want that.
I grumbled to myself which probably sounded ridiculous as I was phased as a wolf. I patrolled the Cullen border, gagging occasionally at the horrid smell of the leaches. I still couldn't believe Bella was one of them. A bloodsucker. She was dead. And she had a demon spawn. I mentally scowled.
Bella wanted me to stay with her and the Cullen's? That way she could have it all. The family, the kid, the husband, and immortality. It sounded like the life to anyone who didn't know any better. I love Bella as a friend to death but I was not sticking around to be her pet. I wanted nothing to do with her. Sure, it was hard, getting over my intamte feelings for her. But I had been working on that the moment the mind-reader had returned from Italy.
I hated the Cullens more so than any other vampire. Why? They killed my best friend. But, it was over. There was nothing I could do but move in life, protect La Push, and wait for my soul to be torn apart by some random imprintee.
What a lovely outlook on my life.
But who cares? It was the truth. I had nothing to look forward to. Though I should have been looking ahead because then maybe I wouldn't have ran straight into a tree.
Wait.
Nope, not a tree. Trees weren't cold and hard. I was on the ground, the cold, hard figure on top of me from our little collision. The thing better get the fuck off me. The rancid scent filled my nostrils and I knew, it was a vampire. Not only that, it was a Cullen. I huffed and groaned, throwing the large leech off of me.
I stood up and shook my fur, hearing a low growl come from the bloodsucker. I looked over to see the most beautiful thing on the face of the Earth.
My world stopped and fell off its axis. I felt a warm, fuzzy, tingling feeling in my chest. I knew this Cullen wasn't the mind reader more the empath- it was the big one. Em... Emmet, I think his name was.
Emmet stared back at me, a confused look on his perfect face. My tail wagged profusely, my eyes wandering every muscle on the man. Ever unneeded breath he took, the look in his warm, honey colored eyes. His slightly wavy, short hair. His bulging biceps and I could see the definition of his abs through his shirt. It all intoxicated me. Passion swirled in my chest as I stared, unable to look away, bale to turn away, unable to hurt or defy this man at all.
He was my world. Me and my inner wolf felt pulled towards him. I howled softly at him, inching closer. He backed away, clearly confused.
Emmet. I thought lovingly. I didn't even know him, and he became my world, my soul, my life, my...
Imprint.
Emmet was my imprint. This attractive, gorgeous, vampire was my imprint.
Well, fuck. I'm screwed.
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