Wow. I wrote this awhile ago and when I re-read it, it was not as well written as I originally thought. But I've put off publishing this for long enough, so if you're looking for some cheap entertainment, here you go. I'm always open to some constructive criticism.
I'm am not a fan of the Twilight series, but the idea of the wolf pack serving as protectors of the tribe fascinates me.
Embry's P.O.V.
"Hey Jared, toss me a can of Mountain Dew," Paul yelled from across the room.
A second later the can went whizzing past, missing my head by centimeters.
"Watch it," I muttered, annoyed.
I was in a bad mood today. This morning I'd had another shouting match with my mom. She was threatening to kick me out if I didn't "shape up." Keeping this secret from her was starting to get more stressful.
I really didn't want to be here either. Pretty much the whole pack was gathered around the Black's kitchen table. Billy and Jacob were throwing a welcoming party for a family friend of theirs so she could get to know some other people in town. Jacob was supposed to be bringing her around soon.
I looked around the table. Quil and Emily were sharing stories about Claire. Sam sat close by with his arm resting comfortably on Emily's shoulders. Paul had pulled Rachel onto his lap and the two were laughing uncontrollably to some private joke. Jared and Kim were in the corner, stealing kisses.
I averted my eyes from the sickly sweet couples and stared intently at the table top instead. That was another reason for my grumpy behavior. Lately, I had been getting more annoyed watching the other guys with their imprints. I don't know why it should bother me. I guess I'm just getting frustrated, feeling left out. I've yet to imprint and I've begun to wonder if I ever will. It's ridiculous to worry about, I know, but something about seeing these guys with their imprints made the desire to imprint on someone of my own even stronger. I longed to have what they had.
I shook my head as if that would clear my jumbled thoughts. To make matters worse, a ringing had begun in my ears that wouldn't go away. It was making it even more difficult to keep my head straight.
The ringing continued to get stronger with each passing second. Finally, I couldn't take it any longer. I stood up abruptly, an action unnoticed by all but Seth.
"You alright man?" he asked.
"Yeah, my head's just killing me. I think I'm gonna go. Tell Jake I'm sorry."
Seth gave me a sympathetic smile and nodded.
I made my way to the door, the ringing never ceasing. I pulled open the door a little more forcefully than was probably necessary and stopped dead in my tracks.
"Whoa. Where's the fire?" Jacob was standing on the other side, blocking my exit. The ringing had intensified to the point where I could barely make out his words.
When I didn't say anything back, Jake continued, "Well, I guess you get to be the first to meet her." He stepped to the side and my breath caught in my throat.
"Embry, this is Andi. Andi, this is my friend, Embry Call."
I knew I should say something, but for the time being, my mind was entirely incapable of forming words. Standing behind Jacob was the most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes upon. She was a vision of perfection. Her lips curled upward in a delicate smile as she extended her hand toward me. Long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders. She was all I wanted from this point on. All I needed.
That's when I knew. I had imprinted on this girl.
