AN: The timeline for this story is a bit different from the books. Paul and Jared become wolves two years before the rest of the pack. Also, this story will be about an imprint and his imprintee so any vampire drama in the books will be left out. This story will have his own plot and its own drama that will not follow the actions in the novels. Enjoy!
PROLOGUE
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Fallon Lahote was a silent observer of everything that went on at Quileute Tribal School, so when Embry Call mysteriously disappeared for two weeks and suddenly returned with an almost entirely different appearance, she noticed.
He was, without a doubt, the most beautiful boy she had ever seen. He had dark, actually abnormally dark brown eyes; framed by thick black lashes, smooth skin with a beautiful russet undertone, and a creamy complexion. His lips, a little too big for his face, were often twisted quite cruelly, but they never lost their seductiveness. His cheeks hollowed to reveal sharp cheekbones, jutting out from underneath the dark, glossy hair that graced them. His tall, lithe frame, which made all his movements seem like liquid, gave him a competitive edge in all of his sporting pursuits. Now, his shirts fit him tighter, his voice was deeper, and he seemed to have sprout up several inches. It was like he had grown up in the time that he had been missing at school.
Now he was just like Paul.
On her fourteenth birthday Fallon's older brother disappeared in the same fashion as Embry Call. Paul was meant to meet her at Second Beach that afternoon, like they did each year on her birthday, but he never showed. She lost her brother that day. She lost him to Samuel Uley. Fallon wasn't sure how Sam was connected to her brother's sudden change in appearance and attitude, but Paul hardly ever left his side after his disappearance. Paul had scarcely said more than a handful of words to her ever since.
Two years after her brother and his best friend Jared began following Sam around like lost puppies, Embry joined them. Every day after school Jared and Embry would climb into the bed of her brother's blue Chevy pickup truck, and Paul would drive them straight to Sam's house. Fallon watched them from a distance, like she always did, but never said a word. She always made sure to keep to the shadows.
Ever since her big brother had vacated her life for a reason she couldn't fathom, she'd made finding out about Sam's little gang a pet project of hers. She watched them from afar in order to find out what exactly they were doing, but it's been two years and she was no closer to finding an answer than when she started.
As for her interest in Embry Call, it was purely for research purposes. At least, that's what she told herself.
