Author's Note: I kind of thought this little series of drabbles up while reading Eclipse all over again. I dunno, I guess I sort of feel for Leah, and being the naturally sympathetic person I am, I had to think of what I would be like in her shoes. The rating is mostly for language, and some graphic details.

I don't own anything from Stephenie Meyer's books- Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse.


Prologue
The Road to Temptation


If there was one thing she was certain of, it was the fact she had changed since her innocent high school days. Gone was the Leah Clearwater that would come home straight from school and get started on her home work. Gone was the Leah Clearwater that helped her mother set the dinner table, and most definitely gone was the Leah Clearwater that would check the clock often after dinner, anxiously waiting for a phone call from Sam Uley.

She had traded her natural look for dark, seductive make up. Nowadays, one bat of an eyelash would send even the most polite of gentlemen in La Push (or anywhere, for that matter) over the edge in desire to reach out and touch her. Beautiful dresses, both traditional and casual, had been thrown out in the trash, and were replaced by several pairs of tight, low-rider jeans and revealing shirts, that showed off enough of her assets, and left very little to the imagination.

Sue Clearwater did not approve, but she didn't care, because everytime she looked in the mirror, Leah was satisfied with what she saw. She was beautiful- there was no denying it. In fact, many people from her reserve constantly doted on and complimented her because of it. Her hair wasn't black, but it was a dark enough brown that matched her skin and eye color flawlessly.

The residents of La Push blamed this sudden change on the lack of a father figure. She wouldn't deny that the loss had in fact played an important role, but there was something else- something more subtle, that few only knew.

The loss of her high school sweetheart to her cousin, Emily, had been the first nail in the heart. Her father dying had been the second, and now, this sudden twist of legend where she was a part of something bigger in their tribe, had been the last and final. The biggest throw-back was that now, everyone in her 'pack' got to hear what she thought. Any sort of privacy was gone, and for this reason, Leah hated what she had become. It took days of rebellious anger for her to finally accept what she was, and especially who she particularly shared this gift with.

Sam had been so supportive those few days. It made her sick.

Eventually, it was her little brother Seth that had convinced her to embrace this sudden change, and now, Leah could admit she was a freak- rather, werewolf. Now, she would act the part of the perfect pack mate, listen to Sam's orders intently (as if the bastard hadn't broken her heart) and keep to the legend of her people. However, being one of them had it's advantages- to the Quilette people, you were considered an adult, and even though Leah wasn't technically legal, she still liked to walk around their town as if she was.

Just let them try to deprive her.


"Good habits result from resisting temptation."
- Ancient Proverb