Throw me to the wolfs and I return leading the pack

by secretly obsessed fangirl0103

Taylor Samantha Reed Call , 13 year old run away with a horrible past. Seth Clearwater , 16 year old Quileute with a deep secret. Both long to feel loved. But that's not all they have in common . When the two meet, will sparks fly or will Taylor's past catch up with her and ruin it all? Rated T because of suggestive content and because I'm paranoid.

1. Chapter 1

Author's note:

This is one of my first fanfics, constructive criticism is welcome! If you have any ideas or spot any mistakes let me know it would be very helpful. I didn't want to post this story but my sister was very persistent, she also proof reads most of my stories, so I guess it was an OK story if she liked it. THANKS FOR READING!

- secretly obsessed

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot!

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Prologue

My name is Taylor Call. I'm Embry's half sister. I have long brown hair with strawberry-blonde highlights and I have ocean blue eyes. When Embry's dad left, he met my mom and played her. She was 8 months pregnant with me when she found out about his past. She told him he would never be in my life as long as she lived. Well, less then 2 years after I was born she was in an accident.

I got home from daycare and there were police cars at my house waiting to take me to my father's. I know what your thinking, I thought you said he wasn't susposed to get me. You're right he wasn't but mom never got around to signing the papers. So who's my closest relative, yep good olé Alexander Call. Well, when the police explained what happened ,he agreed to care for me. He did take good care of me for a few years, 3 to be exact.

When I was five he started bringing a some of his friends to "watch" me for the night. When he would leave they would say" Go be a good girl and get in the bed." I always did as they said and went to get in bed. Then they would come in the room and turn on a camera and point it at me. They'd say" now just do as I say." They would tear all my cloths off and rip my underwear. Filming countless hours of me on my bed. This would happen every night. When he came home , he would beat me. At first it was his belt but then he moved on to a silver tiped , leather whip after he found out I phased. He said " its a crime against nature to have girls fulfill the legends, that's a mans job " eventually he started bringing vamps around the house just to torture me with the smell. But it happened so much it never bothers me anymore.