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Everyone had their happy ending. Everyone but Leah Clearwater.
Leah and Taha Aki of the Quiletutes
In the time before
Taha Aki was the first shape shifter the spirit of wolf man. When the first vampires had come he and his sons had killed them. But it cost Taha too high a price, he had run into the forest after he saw his love die in front of him. But he couldn't die. How could he kill himself when she had sacrificed herself so he could live?
Running and living as a wolf had helped him deal with the pain for many years and when Taha went back to his tribe they had not recognized him. Too long had past and they though he was from the neighboring tribes out hunting.
So he roomed the world searching for a way to end his pain without rejecting the sacrifice his wife had made for him. She had been only thirty years old and he had aged to around thirty five or forty as near as he could guess when she died. But when he changed back to wolf his age froze again, if anything he now looked younger now. The silver in his hair had disappeared within a few hundred years of her death. Always he hunted and killed the blood suckers, sometimes tracking them for hundreds of miles before finialy catching them. He resolved to come back to his home land and check on his tribe every few years, but lately it had been growing further and further apart. It had been almost two hundred years since Taha had been back to his birth place and much had changed. They were a foul plague on mankind, and when he saw his descendants working with the vampire he had at first been furious. Watching from the nearby cliff tops he had seen it all play out like the movies the modern humans watched. But after realizing the tribes and the differences between the clans he thought he understood. His tribe had formed an alliance with the more peaceful of the clans to prevent human bloodshed. While he could never forgive the vampires for killing his wife, could understand the current alliance. Had the two vampire clans joined forces they may have overcome the packs.
He had half hoped that the two clans would fight the wolves; he could then join in and fight with his pack once again!
But no, with only one death, the vampire clans resolved their dispute and the red eyes clan left. Watching the packs of wolves he saw how large they had grown and was decided to be much more careful to keep out of sight of them.
Present day
Everyone had their happy ending. Everyone but Leah.
Leah had tried Yoga, Meditation, Anger management training courses, counting to ten and every other thing she could find to try and stop shifting into a wolf.
Nothing worked no matter what Leah tried; she always lost her temper and changed usually wreaking her clothes and shoes in the process.
Leah sat on her front porch in the old cane chair and looked out at the hills surrounding La Push and sighed.
She had become the one no one wanted and being the only female shape shifter sucked. The only woman her age she could talk to were the pack's girlfriends and wives, they all had happy fulfilled lives and men who loved them devotedly. It wasn't that she didn't like them; it was just that she didn't fit in with them. Leah had been thinking about the incident with the vampires last year. Fortunately no wolves had been hurt, one vampire had been killed but all in all it could have been a lot worse.
Leah had been totally ready to rip, tear and kill. But diplomacy ruled the day, unfortunaty.
She had been half hoping that she could let lose for once, the time she had fought the newborn vampires had been the best day she had for a long time. Not everything had gone to plan that day either, Leah had wanted to show how good she was and Jack had gotten hurt. It still bothered her she could have been so selfish, but in the fight she felt as though for the first time she was really alive. Fighting was something she was good at and she wanted more of it.
Sam had Emily, Jacob had Reseme even Leah's mum had been spending far too much time with Charlie the local cop. Vampires, humans and werewolves it seemed everyone had someone.
The old wolf watched Leah pace the porch in the distance, she remind him of a caged animal. He had been watching her since the two vampire clans had faced off. Never having seen a female shape shifter before, he was intrigued, over the past year though his interest in her had changed into something else entirely.
More often he was thinking of his late wife, his third wife and love of his life.
Taha realized that even in wolf form he had grown out of the pain born from her death. Time had not healed his pain, it never would, but he could think of the good times they had. Live in the happy memories of her laughter. She would not have wanted him to live a pain filled existence; she would always want him to be happy.
Perhaps it was time to rejoin his tribe.
They may have still forgotten him be with having such a large group of wolves he could offer his services to rid them of the local vampire clan. Taha had no illusions that the Quiletutes must have formed the alliance for safety. There were enough humans in the cities to keep the vampires feed, but the fact that they had settled so close to the Quiletutes simply meant that the cold ones were getting clever and were most likely bidding their time before they took out the wolves.
As Taha had been watching the areas over the past year, he had thought of a number of ways to kill the amber eyed vampires. Then he realized these vampires only hunted animals not humans. Taha desperately wanted to ask his tribe about this, but after running wolf for so long he wasn't sure how to approach them.
The female wolf was intriguing, Taha had been watching her nearly every day now and was wondering if it was possible to imprint twice in one life.