Clara's POV
I truly was nervous to move back to La Push with the Quileutes again, but when I met my foster mother's friend, Billy Black, the nerves disappeared because he was incredibly welcoming. The last time I was on the reservation was in 1850. When I was 9, I ran away because not a single member of the tribe found me to be important. They all saw me as a disgrace. Shamefully, I'm used to not being wanted. I wasn't wanted in the first place, so why expect that I'll ever be wanted?
I'm the first female shape-shifter in the Quileutes, but nobody ever really recognized me for being the first one. Apparently, I'm not "worthy" to take part in a wolf pack. I wouldn't want to anyway because the pack's only objective was to kill our natural enemies, vampires. I was one of them, half werewolf and half vampire. I always wonder why they make me suffer instead of just killing me.
Billy and I sat in his dining room. "Clara," Billy said, breaking my thoughts. "I hope the Quileutes are more welcoming than they were years ago. I was pretty close to Joel Clearwater. He told me stories about you."
Joel Clearwater. I haven't heard that name in what seemed like forever and I'm ashamed to say that I forgot about Joel. He was the only one who actually cared for me. I hate to say that I don't remember him much. "You knew Joel Clearwater?" I said and glanced at Billy.
"We were close, but he's passed. Joel always told me how bad he felt. He told me that he didn't understand how everyone hated you so much for something you didn't do and don't have control over." Billy said. "It sounded like he couldn't go a day without thinking of you."
Thinking of Joel put a smile on my face. "He was the only one who cared about me." I felt so ashamed that I could barely remember him.
"By the way, we have a much better relationship with Carlisle Cullen and his family."
"Carlisle Cullen still lives here? And he has a family now?" Carlisle Cullen was the vampire that the wolf pack was trying to hunt. We knew each other, and he's the only person out of the Quileute tribe that knows my whole story.
"Well he moved back here after a long time. And yes, he has adopted other vampires."
As Billy said that, a tall and muscular guy, about 17, barges in. He was perfectly bronzed, was only wearing jean shorts, exposing his amazing abdominal muscles, and had a shape shifter tattoo. I looked into his eyes and saw his past and all his memories—that was my vampire ability. He has imprinted on a child named Renesmee. He was in love with Renesmee's mother and there was tension between him and Renesmee's father. He is Jacob Black, Billy's son.
Jacob stood there, glaring at me. "Why does something smell really good?" He was sniffing the air.
"Jake, this is Clara." Billy said and faced me. "Clara, this is my son Jacob. I guess in a way, you both are siblings now, so I expect you two to get along."
Jacob still looked distracted by the scent. He didn't know that the amazing scent is me. Because I'm a half vampire and half werewolf, my scent is pleasing to both vampires and werewolves. "Seriously Dad, what's that smell?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Clara, do you know what that scent is?" Jacob looked at me.
"Probably my perfume…" I covered up.
Jacob just shrugged it off and left the room, leaving Billy and I alone once again.
"Billy, don't tell anyone what I really am. Please?"
He nodded. "Your secret is safe with me. You know that you'll have to come clean about it sometime. I don't think they'll react the same way they did in the 1800's."
"How do you know that? I don't want to start this all over again. You don't understand how hated and unwanted I always feel. I'd do anything to be accepted even if it means being someone I'm not."
"Clara, it's okay. Jacob imprinted on a child who is half vampire and half human. I think that members of this tribe would be more understanding."
I didn't worry as much after that conversation with Billy. Jacob, my new brother, imprinted on someone like me. I actually feel somewhat accepted.
Seth's POV
It's a Saturday morning. I don't think I have anything to do. I think I'll stop by the Blacks'. I heard that there's a long lost member of the tribe who is living there now. According to Billy, she may be part of the pack.
I stood at the Blacks' front door. Something smelled amazing, but the scent was unexplainable. It smelled like someone, or something, who wasn't human or vampire. I opened the door and I see the new girl.
The millisecond I lay my eyes on her, I felt like she was the only thing that will every make me feel complete. I felt the need to protect her, always be by her side, do anything, and be anything for her. I was being drawn to her, like she had her own gravitational pull. And I knew I've imprinted on a girl whose name I don't even know.
"Seth! Hey!" Billy said. "Seth, this is Clara. She's practically a Black now." Billy turned to Clara. "Clara, that's Seth Clearwater." Clara's big, golden eyes lit up.
She was breath-taking. Her hair was the blackest of all blacks, lay midway down her back, and wavy. Her eyes were glistening and golden, which reminded me of the Cullens' eyes. Her lips were naturally red, which made her skin appear pale.
Jacob appeared from behind Clara, making heart shapes with his fingers. I shook my head, laughing. Jacob obviously knew I've imprinted.
Shortly later, Billy caught on and winked at me. Both Jacob and Billy then left the room, leaving Clara and me alone.
There was the most awkward silence I've ever experienced.
Clara broke the silence. "Hey. You're Seth, right?"
"Yep, and you're Clara, right?"
She nodded. Then there was another awkward silence for the next 10 minutes. Jacob saved me from the awkward silence and asked, "Do you guys want to go to the Cullens' with me?"
I glanced at Clara, "You want to meet the Cullens?"
She smiled, accepting.
