I gaze over at the beautiful silver haired lady sitting beside me, still holding my hand after all these years. I see my reflection in her dark eyes, also grey haired, much aged since the night we first met.
Ella and I have been on a long journey, one we have undertaken almost exclusively on our own. Leah and Nahuel, Jacob and Nessie, Embry and Suyai; all of them look exactly as they did seventy years ago. In fact, Leah has just had her fourth baby, a daughter ..., only six months ago, despite the fact she is now surrounded by great grandchildren. As am I. We had three beautiful children, Ella and I, two sons and one daughter, who went on to have their own children, the first of which has just recently born her second child. Sam and Emily passed away around ten years ago; Emily died quickly after an illness that weakened her, and Sam followed within weeks of a broken heart; he just couldn't live without her. That was the same reasoning that kept me from phasing once I reached 25. I would watch Ella; changing, and then myself, always staying the same. The thought of continuing on after she was gone was more than I could bear, so I stopped. All three of our babies grew to take my place in Jacob's pack.
Sam and Emily had two children; Anthony and Ava Leah Uley.
Quil and Claire left La Push; the last I heard they were somewhere in the vicinity of Volterra with their five living children; all of them were determined to keep a close eye on the ruthless Volturi after the loss of their first born son and brother to their ruthless violence.
Bella, Edward and Nessie, along with the rest of the Cullen's, had moved to Alaska, though they would be returning sometime in the near future. They felt enough time had passed that they could make a return trip to Forks High School.
The La Push pack has grown to unprecedented proportions; nearly one hundred wolves, all descended from the original pack, due to regular Volturi interference.
My seventy years with Ella had been beyond what I could ever have hoped. Full of love, passion, excitement. The requisite heart ache, of course; Mom died twenty five years ago, and that was a pain that would never fully heal, Charlie five years before her. Over all though, despite my fears the first times I phased, all the ups and downs of werewolf life, they led me to her. They had lead Leah to Nahuel, and she is as happy today as she was the day they married. They brought Jacob to Nessie, Embry to Suyai, Sam to Leah, Quil to Claire. When our first ancestor phased into the first wolf he left a legacy that provided for such unrivalled happiness...I still proudly call myself a Quileute wolf, no matter that it is only a fond memory.
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