It was 18 months after the Italian vampires arrived for the half-breed and eight minutes since Quil just delivered the most detrimental news.

While our two packs did not reconverge following the discovery that Renesmee was not a danger to our people, we learned to coexist in peace. Your pack patrolled around the Cullens and Forks while my pack focused on La Push. You and I were able to sit down, alpha-to-alpha, and come up with a solid plan.

Things calmed down. The younger boys were able to focus on school more while us "adults" settled into comfortable lives with our imprints and our mediocre jobs on the Rez. I was content in my little cottage surrounded by trees, hidden from the world with my beautiful wife.

Everything seemed to be calm for the first time since I first phased, three years ago, and this whole diabolical began. Except you were giving me an uneasy feeling.

You stepping up into your birthright didn't really bother me anymore with our new system; you were clearly a natural and no one felt threatened by your leadership. They welcomed it. Patrols were slow and pretty unexciting but you made your renegade pack efficient and excited.

What made me easy was your relationships with two very important ladies. First of all, your imprint had matured enough to the point where she already looks like she's 16 or 17 - close enough to your age where it would be appropriate to date.

But there's nothing. You feel the imprint "pang" to come visit her but that's all you do. Visit. You two will hang out, go to the movies, "chill" in the bloodsucker's mansion but nothing romantic had occured yet. No dates, no hand-holding, no kisses or cuddles. Nothing that was to be expected from imprints. When Nahuel comes to visit, you feel no jealousy or envy at the thought of your imprint coming to visit.

Quil just told me that your thoughts had not even travelled into the world of intimacy. You never thought of her as beautiful or looked at her body with desire. And as of thirty seconds ago, he told me that your thoughts have become very heavily diluted with thoughts of Leah.

Leah.

Your Beta. Your best friend. Your sister. My ex. My Leah.

That's not okay. Imprints are bonded for a reason- to create stronger wolves. Even though Nessie is a half-breed, her human characteristics will allow her to have children, so Dr. Fang thinks. Leah, unfortunately and devastatingly, cannot have children. She is a genetic dead end, as much as it pains me to say it. You were destined to love Nessie but you feel nothing but brotherly love for her.

Why are you thinking about Leah?

Quil was desperate. He came to me in a panic tonight, storming up my front steps after catching glimpses of your mind while you fantasized about Leah. Leah naked.

Quil was a legendary heart-breaker before he imprinted on baby Claire yet now, he feels nothing toward other women even though his imprint still sits in a car seat. None of us think of being with other girls besides our imprint. But you do.

You're the only one.

And it's about Leah.

Your relationship with her has been aggravating me. Alphas and Betas spend a lot of time together. Jacob and I hung out more often than I had realized back before the pack split. There was organizational tribal duties and commitments that we needed to organize and plan, like timetables and schedules for patrols, maps of boundary lines etc. But we were pretty decent friends too. Now, Jared has become my second-in-command and even though he's one of my best friends before this phasing wolf scenario began, we spend more time together because of pack duties.

I get it- you and Leah need to fulfill your duties. But you are together a lot.

Leah ignores me. My heart still aches when I think about her and the pain I inflicted on her. I know deep down that we will always have feelings for each other and even when she flips the "Bitch Switch" when I'm around, her presence still brings out the 16 year old in me that was hopelessly in love with her.

But I broke her heart. I understand that she needs her space from me, to heal and grow and move on. Even though I don't like it.

But from what I can witness from afar, what I've heard from Emily that's hard from Rachel that's heard from Leah is that you two are inseparable. Attached at the hip. Ying-and-yang.

You spend more time with Leah then you do with Nessie.

And that is not okay with me. You have an imprint.

"I know I shouldn't be telling you this. Leah might castrate me if she finds out I told you, of all people this. But Sam, there is something more to them then friendship. Jake is my best friend and Leah has gotten a lot better since leaving your pack." Ouch. "I can just tell something is up with them."

"What do you mean? Give me examples," I demanded, leaning onto my elbows with heavy hands. Emily stood in the kitchen, slowly trying her hands with a dish towel as her eyes focused only on Quil.

"I don't know," he ran his fingers through his hair. "They just get along so well now. Leah is literally not as big of a bitch as she was when you imprinted and when she phased. She's actually nice now. And Jake was so moody for so long after Bella entered the picture but he is even happier and bubblier now then he was before she moved to Forks. And that is saying something."

"Okay, maybe that just means that they've come to terms with their lives now. Them being happy about their destinies is nothing to be worried about. Right?" I demanded.

"No, Sam. This is different. He doesn't think about Nessie that way. You've know what it's like," he said, looking pointedly at Emily. "The compulsive thoughts. The need to be around your imprint, worry about your imprint, see your imprint, know where they are, how they are, what they're doing … Jake doesn't think about Nessie that way. He thinks about Leah that way."

He was getting more panicked, wringing out his hands as he began to ramble. "They're always together, laughing. They're more physical close to each other then Jacob is to Ness. They cuddle or hold hands playfully. He kisses her head, Sam! From the outside, you would think they're dating or something!"

"Quil," I tried to step in but he was on a roll.

"Sam, I don't know what to think about this anymore. He literally was thinking about stripping Leah out of her bridesmaids dress tomorrow. Like, what? How can he even be thinking about that when he has Nessie? Can an imprint fade? Can an imprint lie or be wrong? What does this mean about Claire? The older she gets the less I'll think about her. The thought of being with another girl makes me nauseous but Jacob literally only thinks about Leah. He only thinks about Nessie when he feels the ping.

Is it because she's part vampire? I don't know what's going on Sam and I know Leah will hate me for telling you this and Jake will get mad at me but I didn't know what to do. I've been thinking about this for awhile but after seeing that….."

Paul and Rachel's wedding is tomorrow. Jake, myself, and some of the "original" pack members are groomsmen. Leah, Emily, and some imprints are being bridesmaids. I had seen the short navy blue dress. I had stripped it off of Emily when she showed it to me after the fitting.

But Emily is my imprint, my wife. Those are appropriate thoughts for me but definitely not for Jacob.

My hands begun shaking and I felt the shimmer of a desire to phase run down my spine. No one can think of Leah like that, especially a wolf destined for another.

What the hell is going on?